On a recent flight, the pilot came on to say something, but no one could make out what it was. Garbled and low, it sounded like gibberish.
It really could have been anything.
“Attention passengers, I’m going to be taking off my pants in a minute to vigorously insert my penis inside this honey-baked ham. I won’t be paying much attention to the flight, so there should be some slight turbulence.”
Sure enough, there was plenty of turbulence, and as the plane rocked back and forth, I couldn’t help but wonder if the pilot found what he was looking for.
