On occasion, it’s good to take a break from the intense world of politics and current events, so today we’re going to do so with a blonde joke, and it’s a classic.
A ditzy blonde decided she wanted to go for a private airplane ride, then suddenly, her pilot died. She did the right thing when she radioed for help, but then things took an interesting turn.
Frantic, the woman called out over the radio, “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!”
As expected, she heard a voice reply saying, “This is air traffic control and I have you loud and clear. Stay calm, I will talk you through this and get you back on the ground. I’ve had a lot of experience with this kind of thing.”
The controller continues, “Now, just take a deep breath. Everything will be fine! But we have to go over a couple things first.”
“Okay, now tell me your height and your current position,” he said.
The woman almost immediately replies, “I’m 5-foot 4 inches, and I’m in the front seat.”
There’s a brief pause over the radio.
“Okay,” the man’s voice says. “Now repeat after me: Our Father. Who art in Heaven…”
LOL. That whole situation probably didn’t turn out too well. Although, having dirty blonde hair, I can relate to what she went through.