
14/07/2025
# # # **Crash Landing Priorities**
Three ladies were on a flight when suddenly, the captain's voice crackled over the intercom:
**"Ladies and gentlemen, please brace for an emergency landing!"**
Panic erupted in the cabin, but the first lady remained remarkably calm. Without hesitation, she began putting on all her jewelry—necklaces, bracelets, rings, even an extra pair of diamond earrings.
The second and third ladies stared at her, bewildered.
“What on earth are you doing?” one of them asked.
The first lady smirked. **"Simple. When the rescuers arrive, they'll see I’m rich and pull me out first!"**
Not wanting to be left behind, the second lady thought fast. She swiftly pulled off her top and bra, sitting confidently in just her skirt.
Now both the first and third ladies gawked.
“What the heck are *you* doing?!” they asked.
The second lady grinned. **"Well, when they come to rescue us, they'll see my fabulous melons—and I’ll be the first one out!"**
The third lady, shaking her head, remained quiet for a moment. Then, with a smirk, she stood up, calmly slid off her pants and underwear, and sat back down.
The other two gasped. “Are you crazy?! *Why* are you doing that?”
The third lady leaned back, crossed her arms, and grinned.
**"Because they always search for the black box first!"**