A small commuter jet flying from Georgia, where the azaleas and dogwoods are blooming and it's 80 degrees, back to central Illinois. The captain comes on the intercom.
Flight Officer: ...and the local weather forecast is for 15-mile an hour winds out of the north, heavy snow, and a wind-chill of -37 (pause). Just kidding, folks!
We should have stormed the cockpit and forced him to turn the plane around and fly it back to Atlanta.