A blonde is on board a small two-seater airplane when suddenly the pilot dies.

Not knowing how to fly a plane she grabs the radio.

"Mayday, mayday! My pilot just died!"

Ground control received her call for help and answers back: "Don't worry, madam.

I'll talk you down, just do as I say. First I need you to give me your height and position."

"I'm 5"2' and sitting in the right front seat."

Ground control: "Repeat after me: Our Father..... which art in Heaven....

Thanks Norman M