The airliner is high above the mid-Atlantic when with sickening inevitability, three of the four engines fail & having jettisoned as much baggage as they can, to remain airborne & for comic effect, they have to start throwing out passengers in alphabetical order

The Captain, one of those square jawed sorts of a chap with a reassuring three syllable surname asks if there are any Africans on board. They are then summarily tossed into the sea, but the aircraft continues to lose altitude. Next the Captain asks if there are any blacks on board & after they are thrown out, if any of the remaining passengers are coloured. At this point a young black lad turns to his mother & asks, “Aren’t we African, black & coloured?”

“Yes we are,” she replies “but for the purposes of this joke, we are niggaz & those Muslims are going first”