A cargo plane is in
mid-flight over the
ocean when suddenly the cockpit door bursts open to
reveal an
armed, masked hijacker to a startled pilot, copilot,
navigator, and a
passenger. The passenger happens to be George W Bush. (Why?}
Maybe,
he was on his way to check on the coca plant life in South

America!”) The masked gunman held a gun to the pilot’s head and said,
“Take
this plane to Iraq or I’m gonna spill your brains all over the

place.”

The pilot calmly reached up, pushed the gun aside and
said, “Look
buddy, if you shoot me this plane will crash right into the
sea and you’ll
die along with the rest of us.”

The
hijacker thought about it, then held the gun to the copilot’s head
and
said, “Take this plane to Iraq or I’m gonna spill HIS brains all

over the place.”

The copilot also calmly reached up, pushed the
gun aside and said,
“Listen to me. The pilot’s got a bad heart
and he could keel over at the
shock of my being killed. So if you
shoot me, this plane will still
crash right into the sea and
you’ll die along with the rest of us.”

The hijacker thought about it
for a moment and then held the gun to the
navigator’s head and
repeated, “Take this plane to Iraq or I’m gonna
spill HIS brains all
over the place.”

The navigator calmly reached up, pushed the
gun aside and said, “I
wouldn’t do that if I were you. Those other
two guys have no sense of
direction. Without me they couldn’t find
their way out of a paper bag
much less get this plane to Iraq. So
if you shoot me, this plane will
still crash right into the sea and
you’ll die along with the rest of us.”

The hijacker thought
some more, shrugged and this time held the gun to
the passenger’s
head and demanded, “Take this plane to Iraq or I’m
gonna spill HIS
brains all over the place.”

No one said a word, at first,
then the pilot, co-pilot, and navigator
all brust into laughter.
“He’s George W Bush!” they laughed. “He
doesn’t have any
brains!”