It was Christmas eve and Santa was getting ready for his flight operations
He checked his load was all secure
Checked his weight and balance
Checked that all reindeer were healthy, full of fuel and had no leaks and properly secured to the airframe.
He walks back inside and gives Mrs Claus a big kiss and cuddle, grabs his flight bag and walks out to his sled.
Suddenly he notices some bugger with a clip board and CASA on his shirt.
The inspector explains he is doing a ramp check and needs to see his log book and permit.
Santa starts to sweat and hands over the documents.
Mr CASA looks over Santa's check list, weight and balance calculations, log book and permits. He checks over the aircraft, feels the undercarriage of the reindeer and seems satisfied.
But then says "I am sorry mate you can not fly until you have your BFR"
Bugger exclaims Santa, the kids will be spewing.
Mr Casa looks at him, sees his distress and says " look how about we do a short flight around the Arctic circuit and if you skills are current I can sign you off"
Santa with great relief agrees and they climb in.
Santa does his taxiway checks and rumbles down the runway, and gently takes off under full deer power then starts to climb.
He looks across at the inspector and sees a sly grin on his face and thinks cool, I am going to nail this review.
All of a sudden Santa hears a large bang and Rudolfs head is blown clean off and the sled is covered in brain matter and blood.
He turns to see the inspector has a shotgun and a huge grin on his face and screams- " What the f..k did you do that for"
Mr Casa calmly states " Engine failure after Take off"