After a month-long holiday in the US,
my wife and I finally boarded the plane
in San Francisco last Sunday heading home to UK.


As the plane reached cruising altitude
& speed with the seat belt sign switched off,
a 6-footer black man with the build of Mike Tyson in the
front row got up from his seat,
turned to face the back,
raised his arm and yelled, 'HIJACK!'


Everyone was frozen to the seat,
expecting the worst to happen.
Two stewards were about to jump onto this guy
to overpower him when another voice answered
from the back of the plane: 'HI JOHN!'


The moral of the story is:


If you have a friend named Jack,
for heaven's sake don't ever call him in the plane.
Otherwise you may land yourself in deep shit!

chienling at 9:22 AM