This is the story of the poor
dizzy blonde flying in a two-
seater airplane with just the
pilot.
He has a heart attack and
dies. She is frantic, calls Air
Traffic Control, and yells
out for help.
“May Day! May Day! Help
me! Help me! My pilot had a
heart attack and is dead. I
don’t know how to fly! Help
me! Please help me!!”
She hears a voice over the
radio saying:
“This is Air Traffic Control
and I have you loud and
clear. I will talk you through
this, and get you back on
the ground. I have had a lot
of experience with this kind
of problem. Now, just take
a deep breath. Everything
will be fine! First, give me
your height and position.”
She says, “I’m 5’4” and I’m
in the front seat.”
(Pause)
“O.K.” says the voice on the
radio… “Repeat after me:
Our Father. . Who art in
Heaven. . …” …read more