Sometimes on Fridays, I share a joke from my past. Against my better judgment, I’ve decided that this joke needs to be preserved. It’s not from the Archer family treasury; I heard this one on the radio when I was in college:

Flying Lesson

Uncle Max decided he wanted to learn to fly. He signed up for lessons and made great strides. He had the theoretical part down. He had even flown some when the instructor would hand him the controls in mid-flight.

Now came the day for Uncle Max to learn to take off. He jumped into the plane with his instructor, and they headed down the runway. Picking up speed, the reached the moment of truth. It was time to take off.

That’s when the plane nosed into the ground, tumbling over and over. Both men escaped unscathed, but the instructor had fire in his eyes. “You idiot!” he yelled…

“I said break ground and fly into the wind!”

[OK, now I get to apologize to all of those offended by scatological humor. I won’t do it again. :-) ]