On a Trans-Atlantic flight, an airline's engine goes out...

...after the pilot stabilizes the plane, he comes across the radio and announces the disaster. "We're going to have to jettison the luggage, but don't worry; US Coast Guard cutters are standing by to collect your belongings once they land and they'll be returned to you."

After jettisoning the luggage, a second engine fails, and the pilot comes back on the radio, "Unfortunately, we're going to have to start jettisoning some passengers to make the aircraft lighter. The flight attendants will supervise handing out parachutes."

"We're going to do this alphabetically, by race, to make everything fair," the flight attendant said cooly, "so we'll start with A, for African-American."

A little boy began to raise his hand, and the boy's father quickly grabbed it and pushed it back down.

"Okay, B, for Black," continued the flight attendant. Again the little boy began raising his hand, and was stopped by his father. He was confused, but didn't say anything.

"Alright, C, for Colored," said the flight attendant. Once more the boy began raising his hand, and father halted him.

"Dad, I'm confused," said the boy with a puzzled look on his face, "we're African-American, Black, and Colored. Why aren't we getting off the plane?"

"Son," replied his father sternly, "today, and only today, we're Niggers. We're gonna let those fuckin' Mexicans jump first," and burst out laughing.

A Mexican in front of him turned around and said, "I 'unno what the fuck you're laughing at homes, we're Wetbacks."