We used to have no end of laughs listening to the exchanges between pilot and tower at Cambridge when I worked there....
A University Air Squadron Bulldog holding for the grass runway...
"Tower, Charlie 01, we have a large flock of plovers by the threshold"
"Charlie 01, say again?"
"We have a large flock of plovers by the threshold"
"A large flock of what?"
" *sigh* Birds"
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A Beechcraft from a farm strip in Norfolk, returning home..
"G-xxxx, what is your destination?"
"Stradsett, sir"
"Say again your destination?"
"Stradsett, sir"
"Say again?"
"Norfolk!"
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and finally...
one weekend an antique Aero 45 was visiting (old Czechoslovakian twin - wooden construction, I believe, and having difficulty landing in the crosswind)
"G-xxxx, you're clear to land, surface wind xyz, etc......"(leaves the tranmit button down as the poor old girl bounces hard, weathercocks and bounds off the concrete, hopping from one gear leg to the other across the grass)...
"Ohmygoddidyouseethat?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?"
Of course it wasn't always the tower, there was plenty of nonsense coming back from the cockpit - one fella in a Comanche once forgot to put his gear down, the tower and every aircraft in the circuit were trying to warn him, and every time he transmitted you could hear the warning horn in the background. He still landed it wheels up.......