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An airline's passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight
attendant, who seemed to put everyone into a 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 passengers, "Captain Marvin has asked me 
to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely 
people, if you could all 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. 
Tray-up, bitch."


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[Contributed by Peter]

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