For I am a Princess...My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemedto put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinksAs the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and toldus that "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing thebig scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your traysup, that would be super."On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and ratherexotic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me overthose big brute engines but I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the mainman can pitty-pat us on the ground."She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princessand I take orders from no one."To which (I swear) 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, Bitch."
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