A blonde went to a flight school insisting she wanted to
learn to fly.

As all the planes were currently in use, the owner agreed
to instruct her by radio on how to pilot the solo helicopter.

He took her out, showed her how to start it and gave her
the basics, and sent her on her way. After she climbed
1000 feet, she radioed in. “I'm doing great! I love it!
The view is so beautiful, and I'm starting to get the hang
of this.”

After 2000 feet, she radioed again, saying how easy it
was to fly. The instructor watched her climb over 3000
feet, and was beginning to worry that she hadn't radioed
in.

A few minutes later, he watched in horror as she crashed
about half a mile away.

He ran over and pulled her from the wreckage. When he asked
what happened, she said, “I don't know! Everything was
going fine, but as I got higher, I was starting to get
cold. I can barely remember anything after I turned off
the big fan!”