An airline's passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served them
food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and announced to the passengers,
"Captain Marvey 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 a well-dressed rather exotic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle.
"Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big
brute engines. 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. I take orders from no one."
To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat,
"Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country, I'm called a Queen, so I out rank you. "Tray-up, B1tch."