TLAPD

[j4]

Good afternoon passengers. We are currently cruising at an altitude of 35,000 feet at an airspeed of 400 miles per hour. The weather looks good and with the tailwind on our side we are expecting to land in London approximately fifteen minutes ahead of schedule. The weather in London is clear and sunny, with a high of 20 degrees for this afternoon. If the weather cooperates we should get a great view of the city as we descend. The cabin crew will be coming around in about twenty minutes time to offer you a light snack and beverage, and...

... what?

... oh. Sorry, I thought you said to talk like a pilot.

Comments

[vinaigrettegirl.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love you, I really do. Thank you for a perfect three-point landing.

[sparrowsion]

That joke is at least 128 years 262 days old. Give or take a shift in meaning of "pilot". 8-)

[sparrowsion]

And it's still funnier than TLAPD

[oldbloke.livejournal.com]

I don't think the world's ready for Talk Like A Pilate Day just yet

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Yes, I wash my hands of the whole concept.

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Last year I tried offering people bootleg CDs, but very few of them got it.

I still want Talk Like Dr. Stephen Maturin Day, damn it.

[sesquipedality.livejournal.com]

You rock my world.

Unfortunately you are now obliged to change your name to Ruth. I don't make the rules I just enforce them. All complaints to Arthur Sullivan.

[sparrowsion]

How does this interact with rules obliging a change of name from Ruth to Nancy?

[kjaneway.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Much funnier than anything else I've seen this TLAPD.

[covertmusic.livejournal.com]

...

....

[complicated wavey-hands]

[mimes a box]

...

[off-stage: gunshot.]

... isn't it talk like a Pierrot day?

[d-floorlandmine.livejournal.com]

[applause]

[(Anonymous)]

Roger.

[crazyscot.livejournal.com]

*giggle* :)

"nice view from up here, eh?"
"that's Cambridge down there"
"don't distract me while I land"

Adjustable Wench Applies Torque Like a Pirate

[hairyears.livejournal.com]

"Call me Marcasite"

"No? Ok then: Bravoite"

"What, my real name, officer? Iron Persulphide (FeS₂)"









"...But it's 'Talk like a Pyrite' Day!"

[sbp.livejournal.com]

"Our Lord, who art in Heaven..."

Talk like a primate, anyone? Like a prelate?

Of course, later I'm going to go talk in Primark. "Have you got a loyalty card?"