My Dad sent this to me yesterday.
Blonde in an airplane
This is a story of the blond flying in a two seater airplane with just the pilot.
He has a heart attack and dies.
She, frantic, calls out a May Day. "May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead. And 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've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. Now, just take a deep breath. Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position"
She says, "I'm 5'4" and I support Obama."
"OK" says the voice on the radio.... " Repeat after me: Our Father, Who art in Heaven.... "