I went to buy some camouflage pants the other day but I couldn't find any.
The irate ground controller (a woman) lashed out at the US Air crew, screaming and shouting on the ground control frequency. She ended her tirade with, "You can expect progressive taxi instructions in about a half hour, and I want you to go exactly where I tell you, when I tell you, and how I tell you. You got that, US Air?"
The humbled crew responded: "Yes Ma'am."
The frequency went terribly silent, and no one wanted to engage the irate ground controller in her current state. Finally, after what appeared to be an eternity, an unknown captain from another airline, came up on the frequency.
"Wasn't I married to you, once?" he asked.
Shalom.