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ZL3AI > HUMOUR 31.01.04 13:45l 48 Lines 1561 Bytes #999 (0) @ WW
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Subj: Plane/Parcel/Boat
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To : HUMOUR@WW
Plane
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I was inspecting communications facilities in Alaska. Since I had little
experience in flying in small planes, I was nervous when we approached a
landing strip in a snow-covered area. The pilot descended to just a couple
hundred feet, then gunned both engines, climbed, and circled back. While
my heart pounded, the passenger beside me seemed calm.
"I wonder why he didn't land," I said.
"He was checking to see if the landing strip was plowed," the man said.
As we made a second approach, I glanced out the window. "It looks plowed
to me," I commented.
"No," my seat mate said. "It hasn't been cleared for some time."
"How can you tell?" I asked.
"Because," the man informed me, "I'm the guy who drives the plow."
Parcel
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I was scheduled to fly from North Carolina to Germany, where my husband was
stationed in the military. As I checked in at the airport, the ticket agent
asked me some standard security questions. "Has anyone given you any
packages that you didn't pack yourself?" he asked.
I told him that my mother-in-law had given me a parcel to take to her son.
He looked at me very carefully and asked: "Does she like you?"
Boat
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My friend wanted a boat more than anything. His wife kept refusing, but he
bought one anyway. "I'll tell you what," he told her. "In the spirit of
compromise, why don't you name the boat?"
Being a good sport, she accepted. When her husband went to the dock for his
maiden voyage, this is the name he saw painted on the side: "For Sale."
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