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From the files of the discerningly astute Revenoor of Great Southwest fame...

This is the story of a young blonde flying in a two-seater airplane with just the pilot.

The pilot has a heart attack and dies.

She, frantically, grabs the mike and calls out a May Day. "May Day! May Day! Help
me! Help me! The pilot had a heart attack and is dead. I don't know how to fly.
Someone help me! Please, someone, help me!"

She then hears a voice on the radio saying: "This is Air Traffic Control and I have
you loud and clear. I will talk you through this and get you back on the ground.
I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. Now, just take a deep breath,
stay calm and everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."

She then says, "I'm 5'4" and I support Hillary"

"OK." says the voice on the radio, "Repeat after me: Our Father, Who art in Heaven..."
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