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föstudagur, nóvember 15, 2002
 
Smá grín fyrir helgina. Thetta sendi hann Kalli mér eitt sinn, mér finnst thad allavega ógedslega fyndid.

The United Airline's passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant who seemed to put everyone into 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 assengers,"Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scaryplane 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 outrank you. Put the tray up, Bitch