A woman and her blonde friend are walking down the street together. The woman stops walking and shields her eyes with her hand to get a better look at something.
She says to her friend, "I just saw my husband leave that florist with a big bouquet of roses. I know they're for me, because he does this every few months. Damn. Now I'll have to keep my legs in the air for a week."
Her friend asks, "Why don't you just buy a vase?"
Posted by denny at July 4, 2009 12:01 AMWow!,
Alternative conceptual thought.
This Blonde could be the missing link between Blondes and Brunets that dye their hair black.
Has anyone called National Geographic?
Pete
Posted by: Pete on July 4, 2009 02:38 AMThere are times when one should bite one's tongue!
> A foursome of guys is waiting at the men's tee while another foursome of women is hitting from the ladies' tees.
The ladies are taking their time. When the final lady is ready to hit her ball, she hacks it ten feet. She goes over and whiffs it completely.
Then she hacks it another ten feet, and finally hacks it another five feet.
She looks up at the patiently waiting men and says, somewhat apologetically, "I guess all those f**king lessons I took over the winter didn't help."
One of the men immediately responds:
"Well, there you have it! You should have taken golf lessons instead!"
He never even had a chance to duck.
Blonde power of observation:
One beautiful summer’s day two blondes were walking down a winding road in the middle of Yellowstone National Park.
One of the blondes pointed and asked the other: “look, can you see those beautiful woods over there?”
The second blonde replied: "Nope I can't there’s too many trees in the way!"