THE GAY FLIGHT ATTENDANT

An obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood
As he served us food and drinks, was serving my flight. As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us that "Captain Marvel 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