THE GAY FLIGHT  ATTENDANT:

My flight was being served by an  obviously gay flight attendant , who seemed to  put everyone in a good mood as he served us food  and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend  , he came swishing down the aisle and told us  that 'Captain Marvey has asked me to announce  that he'll be landing the big scary plane  shortly , so lovely people , if you could just  put your trays up , that would be super.'

On  his trip back up the aisle , he noticed this  well-dressed and rather Arabic looking woman  hadn't moved a muscle. 'Perhaps you didn't hear  me over those big brute engines but 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 and I take orders from no  one.'

To which (I swear) 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!'