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“This is Captain Sinclair speaking. On behalf
of my
crew I’d like to welcome you aboard British Airways flight
602 from
New York to London. We are currently flying at a height of
35,000 feet
midway across the Atlantic.

“If you look out of
the windows on the starboard side of the aircraft,
you will observe
that both the starboard engines are on fire.

“If you look out of
the windows on the port side, you will observe
that the port wing
has fallen off.

“If you look down towards the Atlantic ocean, you
will see a little
yellow life raft with three people in it waving
at you.

“That’s me your captain, the co-pilot, and one of the
air
stewardesses. This is a recorded message. Have a good flight!”

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Bill Clinton,
Hillary Ramrod Clinton, Al
Gore, and Tipper Gore are flying aboard Air
Force 1 on their way to
visit the Communists to share their success
stories about taxing
Americans.

Bill: “Why don’t I throw this hundred dollar bill out
the window and
make someone very happy.”

Hillary: “Well, why
don’t you throw ten hundred dollar bills out the
window and make
ten people happy.”

Al: “Why don’t you two jump out the window
and make me and Tipper
happy.”

Tipper: “Why don’t we all jump
out the window and make everybody
throughout the United States and
world happy.”

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One day at a busy
airport, the passengers
on a commercial airliner are seated waiting for the
pilot to show
up so they can get under way.

The pilot and copilot finally
appear in the rear of the plane and begin
walking up to the cockpit
through the center aisle. Both appear to be
blind; the pilot is using a
white cane, bumping into passengers right
and left as he stumbles
down the aisle. The copilot is using a guide dog.
Both have their
eyes covered with sunglasses.

At first, the passengers do not
react thinking that it must be some
sort of practical joke. After a few
minutes though, the engines start
revving, and the airplane begins
moving down the runway.

The passengers look at each other with
some uneasiness. They start
whispering among themselves and look
desperately to the stewardesses for
reassurance.

Yet, the plane
starts accelerating rapidly, and people begin panicking.
So
me passengers are praying, and as the plane gets closer and closer to

the end of the runway, the voices are becoming more and more

hysterical.

When the plane has less than twenty feet of runway
left, there is a
sudden change in the pitch of the shouts as everyone
screams at once. At
the very last moment, the plane lifts off and
is airborne.

Up in the cockpit, the copilot breathes a sigh of
relief and tells the
pilot: “You know, one of these days the
passengers aren’t going to
scream, and we aren’t going to know when to
take off!”

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A blonde gets
an opportunity to fly to a
nearby country. She has never been on an
airplane anywhere and was
very excited and tense. As soon as she boarded
the plane, a
Boeing747, she started jumping in excitement, running over
seat to seat
and starts shouting, “BOEING! BOEING!! BOEING!!!
BO…..”

She
sort of forgets where she is, even the pilot in the cock-pit hears

the noise. Annoyed by the goings on, the Pilot comes out and shouts

“Be silent!”

There was pin-drop silence everywhere and
everybody is looking at the
blonde and the angry Pilot. She stared at the
pilot in silence for a
moment, concentrated really hard, and all of
a sudden started shouting,
“OEING! OEING! OEING! OE….”

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Air Force One crashed in the middle of rural

America. Panic stricken the Secret Service mobilized and descended
on
the farm in force. When they got there, the wreckage was clear.
The
aircraft was totally destroyed with only a burned hulk left
smoldering in a
tree line that bordered a farm. Secret Service
descended upon the
smoking hulk but could find no remains of the crew or
the President’s
staff. To their amazement, a lone farmer was
plowing a field not too far
away as if nothing at all happened. They
hurried over to surround the
man’s tractor.

“Sir,” the senior
Secret Service agent asked, panting and out of
breath.

“Did
you see this terrible accident happen?”

“Yep. Sure did.” The man
muttered unconcernedly.

“Do you realize that is the President of
the United States airplane?”

“Yep.”

“Were there any
survivors?” the agent gasped.

“Nope. They’s all kilt straight o
ut.” The farmer sighed cutting off
his tractor motor. “I done
buried them all myself. Took most of the
morning.”

“The
President of the United States is dead?” The agent gulped in

disbelief.

“Well,” the farmer sighed, obviously wanting to get back to his
work.
“He kept a-saying he wasn’t … but you know what a liar he
is.”

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A
blind man was describing his favorite
sport, parachuting. When asked
how this was accomplished, he said
that things were all done for him: “I
am placed in the door with my
seeing eye dog and told when to jump. My
hand is placed on my
release ring for me and out I go with the dog.”

“But how do you know
when you are going to land?” he was asked. “I
have a very keen sense
of smell, and I can smell the trees and grass
when I am 300 feet
from the ground” he answered.

“But how do you know when to lift
your legs for the final arrival on
the ground?” he was again asked.
He quickly answered: “Oh, the dog’s
leash goes slack.”

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At the airport for a business trip, I settled

down to wait for the boarding announcement at Gate 35. Then I heard
the
voice on the public address system saying, “We apologize for
the
inconvenience, but Delta Flight 570 will board from Gate
41.”

So my family picked up our luggage and carried it over to Gate 41.
Not
ten minutes later the public address voice told us that Flight
570
would in fact be boarding from Gate 35.

So, again, we
gathered our carry-on luggage and returned to the
original gate. Just
as we were settling down, the public address voice spoke
again:
“Thank you for participating in Delta’s physical fitness
program.

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It was a few days before Christmas. The trip
went reasonably well,
and he was ready to go back home. The airport
on the other end had
turned a tacky red and green, and loudspeakers
blared annoying elevator
renditions of cherished Christmas carols.

Being someone who took Christmas very seriously, and being
slightly
tired, he was not in a particularly good mood. (Almost a
scrooge) Going to
check in his luggage (which, for some reason, had
become one suitcase
with entirely new clothes), he saw hanging
mistletoe. Not real
mistletoe, but very cheap plastic with red paint on
some of the rounder parts
and green paint on some of the flatter and
pointer parts, that could be
taken for mistletoe only in a very
Picasso sort of way.

With a considerable degree of irritation and
nowhere else to vent it,
he said to the attendant, “Even if we were
married, I would not want to
kiss you under such a ghastly mo
ckery of mistletoe.”

“Sir, look more closely at where the
mistletoe is.”

“Ok, I see that it’s above the luggage scale which
is the place
you’d have to step forward for a kiss.”

“That’s not why it’s there.”

“Ok, I give up. Why is it there?”

“It’s there so you can kiss your luggage good-bye.”

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Flight fifty
has a pretty rough time
above the ocean. Suddenly a voice comes over the
intercom: “Ladies and
gentlemen, please fasten your seat belts and
assume crash
positions. We have lost our engines and we are trying to put
this baby as
gentle as possible down on the water”.

“Oh stewardess! Are there
any sharks in the ocean below?” asks a
little old lady,
terrified.

“Yes, I’m afraid there are some. But not to worry, we have a
special
gel in the bottle next to your chair designed especially for

emergencies like this. Just rub the gel onto your arms and
legs”.

“And if I do this, the sharks won’t eat me any more?” asks the

little lady.

“Oh, they will eat you all right, only they
won’t enjoy it so
much”.

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Aunt Bessie loved to visit her nieces and

nephews. However, she had relatives all over the country.

The
problem was that no matter how much she enjoyed seeing them, she

hated flying. No matter how safe people told her it was, she was always

worried that someone would have a bomb on the plane.

She read
books about how safe it was and listened to the stewardess

demonstrate all the safety features. But she still worried herself silly

every time a visit was coming up.

Finally, the family decided
that maybe if she saw the statistics she’d
be convinced. So they sent
her to a friend of the family who was an
actuary.

“Tell
me,” she said suspiciously, “what are the chances that someone
will
have a bomb on a plane?”

The actuary looked through his tables
and said, “A very small chance.
Maybe one in five hundred thousand.”

She nodded, then thought for a moment. “So what are the o
dds of two
people having a bomb on the same plane?”

Again
he went through his tables.

“Extremely remote,” he said. “About
one in a billion.”

Aunt Bessie nodded and left his office.

And from that day on, every time she flew, she took a bomb with

her.

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