Santa Claus, like all pilots, gets regular visits from the Federal Aviation Administration. This year it happened just before Christmas when the FAA examiner was scheduled to arrive.
In preparation, Santa had the elves wash the sled and bathe all the reindeer. Santa also got his logbook out and made sure all his paperwork was in order.
The examiner walked slowly around the sled. He checked the reindeer’s harnesses, looked at the landing gear, and inspected Rudolf’s nose. He painstakingly reviewed Santa’s weight and balance calculations for the sled’s enormous payload.
Finally, after the intensive preflight, they were ready for the checkride. Santa got in, fastened his seatbelt and shoulder harness, and checked his compass.
The examiner hopped in beside him carrying, to Santa’s surprise, a loaded shotgun.
„What’s THAT for?“ asked Santa incredulously.
The examiner winked and said, „I’m not supposed to tell you this, but you’re gonna lose an engine on takeoff.“
ROFL (kt)
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