The Qantas 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 Marvel 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. 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 out rank you. Put the tray up, Bitch."