A blonde is on board a small, two-seater airplane when suddenly the pilot has a heart attack and dies. Not knowing how to fly an airplane, she grabs the radio.
“Mayday! Mayday! My pilot just died!”
Ground control receives her call for help and answers back, “Don’t worry, Madam. I’ll talk you down. Just do exactly as I say. First I need you to give me your height and position.”
“I’m 5’2″ and sitting in the right front seat.”
After a pause, ground control responds, “Repeat after me: Our Father, who art in Heaven…”