joseph84
20th September 2005, 10:40 PM
What beats a princess??
A British Airways passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay
flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone into a good mood as he served
them food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and
announced to the passengers, "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that
he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, lovely people, so if you
could just put up your trays, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a well-dressed rather exotic
looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those
big brute engines." he said, "I asked you to raise your trazy-poo so the
main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."
She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a
Princess. I take orders from no one." To which the flight attendant replied,
without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a
Queen, so I outrank you. Tray-up, bit$%."
A British Airways passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay
flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone into a good mood as he served
them food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and
announced to the passengers, "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that
he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, lovely people, so if you
could just put up your trays, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a well-dressed rather exotic
looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those
big brute engines." he said, "I asked you to raise your trazy-poo so the
main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."
She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a
Princess. I take orders from no one." To which the flight attendant replied,
without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a
Queen, so I outrank you. Tray-up, bit$%."