My brother who is a crop duster and who is sensitive to pilot jokes about rough landings, reminded me of an old one last night.
A little old lady shuffled up the aisle of the plane on her way to get off. She stopped by the pilot at the door, tapped him on the leg with her cane and said, "Sonny, are you the pilot?" He replied politely and proudly that indeed he was. She said, "Well then I have a question about our landing, did you actually land the plane or were we shot down?"