One sat in the window seat and the other sat in the middle
seat.
Just before take-off, an American got on and took the aisle seat.
After take-off, the American kicked his shoes off, wiggled his toes
and
was settling in when the Arab in the window seat said, "I think
I'll get up and get a beer."
"No problem," said the American, "I'll get it for you."
While he was gone, one of the Arabs picked up the American's shoe
and spat in it.
When he returned with the beer, the other Arab said, "That looks
good, I think I'll have one too." Again, the American obligingly went
to fetch it and while he was gone, the other Arab picked up the other
shoe and spat in it.
The American returned to his seat, they all sat back and enjoyed the
flight.
As the plane was landing, the American slipped his feet into his shoes
and
knew immediately what had happened.
"Why does it have to be this way?" he asked.
"How long must this go on? This fighting between our nations? This
hatred? This animosity? This spitting in shoes, this pissing in
beers?"
Mommy, mommy, why is that Palestinian running in a circle?
Shut up and nail his other foot to the floor.
Stevebee