Burke’s Little Platoons
And They Were Mandated Vaccines Too
Open Road, at Least on the Ground
Jokes I Like to Tell
Once there was an unfortunate young man who was being flown in a private plane somewhere, and it was a small little plane. He and the pilot were the only two on board. They were flying over a desolate wilderness area, and suddenly the pilot had a massive heart attack and died.
The young man had absolutely no idea of how to fly a plane, and it was a wilderness area with no place to land it anyhow. His mind racing frantically, he realized that a plane like this had to have a stash of parachutes somewhere. He rummaged around, and sure enough, he found them. He double checked, making sure it was a parachute, strapped it on, and jumped out of the plane. He had made sure to locate the rip cord before doing so, and so he counted to three like he had heard you were supposed to do, and pulled it.
His already bad day got worse when the chute failed to open. He yanked on it again, and still nothing. A third time. Nothing.
At this moment, he started to pray. And just seconds after he prayed, he noticed, far below him, a human figure ascending toward him. An angel, he thought. Or some kind of answer!
As the figure got close, he eagerly started yelling. “Do you know anything about parachutes?”
“No!” the figure answered. “Do you know anything about Coleman Stoves?”