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A blonde pilot decided she wanted to learn how to fly a helicopter. She
went to the airport, but the only one available was a
solo-helicopter.
The Instructor figured he could let her go up alone since she was
already a pilot for small planes and he could instruct her via radio.
So up the blonde went. She reached 1,000 feet and everything was going
smoothly. She reached 2,000 feet. The blonde and the Instructor kept
talking via radio. Everything was going smoothly. At 3,000 feet the
helicopter suddenly came down quickly! It skimmed the top of some trees
and crash landed in the woods.
The Instructor jumped into his jeep and rushed out to see if the blonde
was okay. As he reached the edge of the woods, the blonde was walking
out.
"What happened?" the Instructor asked! . "All was going so well until
you reached 3,000 feet. What happened then?"
"Well," began the blonde, "I got cold. So I turned off the ceiling fan."
went to the airport, but the only one available was a
solo-helicopter.
The Instructor figured he could let her go up alone since she was
already a pilot for small planes and he could instruct her via radio.
So up the blonde went. She reached 1,000 feet and everything was going
smoothly. She reached 2,000 feet. The blonde and the Instructor kept
talking via radio. Everything was going smoothly. At 3,000 feet the
helicopter suddenly came down quickly! It skimmed the top of some trees
and crash landed in the woods.
The Instructor jumped into his jeep and rushed out to see if the blonde
was okay. As he reached the edge of the woods, the blonde was walking
out.
"What happened?" the Instructor asked! . "All was going so well until
you reached 3,000 feet. What happened then?"
"Well," began the blonde, "I got cold. So I turned off the ceiling fan."