HOLA FUCKERS

I spoke to Jack the other day... THE MOTHERFUCKING BLOG IS BACK BITCH. Bigger and blacker than ever, as they say. I don't know if anyone will post anything this or next week besides me, but please check regularly or subscribe!!! Ok, now back to the funny stuff. I gay-bashed a while ago, but it's time to make it up, here we go:

My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.

As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us "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 an extremely well-dressed and exotic young 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 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."

Love, Teamfoot
Straight-bashers are the new gay-bashers