This is the story of the blonde flying in a two-seater airplane with just the pilot. The pilot has a heart attack and dies. She, frantically, calls out a May Day.
"May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead. And I don't know how to fly. Help me! Please help me!"
...She hears a voice over the radio saying: "This is Air Traffic Control and I have you loud and clear. I will talk you through this and get you back on the ground. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. Now, just take a deep breath. Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."
She says, "I'm 5'4" and I support Obama."
"Okay" says the voice on the radio.... "Repeat after me: Our Father who art in Heaven. . . "