Hitting a Blonde
Q: How do you hit a blonde and she will never know it?
A: With a thought.
Q: What stops then goes then stops then goes?
A: A blonde at a blinking red light.
Q: How do you hit a blonde and she will never know it?
A: With a thought.
Why’d the chicken cross the road?
To show the blonde how!
A young blonde comes home from school and asks her mother,
“Is it true what Rita just told me? That babies come out of
the same place where boys put their thingies?”
“Yes, dear,” replied her mother, pleased that the subject had
finally come up and she wouldn’t have to explain it.
“But then when I have a baby, won’t it knock my teeth out?”
A blonde came home from school one day and said to her mom, ”I can count higher then all the kids in my second grade class, do you think it is because I am a blonde?”
Her mother replied, ”Of couse it is, dear.”
The next day, the blonde said, ”I can say the alphabet higher then anyone in my class, do you think it is because I am a blonde?”
Her mother replied, ”Of course it is dear!”
The next day the blonde came home from her gymnastics and asked her mother, ”I have a larger chest then all the kids in my class, do you think its because I am a blonde?”
Her mother replied, ”No dear, I think it is because you are eighteen years old.”
A blonde, brunette and redhead are in a desert. The brunette says, “I brought some water so we don’t get dehydrated.” The redhead says, “I brought some suntan lotion so we don’t get sunburned.” Then the blonde says I brought a car door.” The other girls said, “Why did you bring that?” Then the blonde says, “So I can roll down the window if it gets hot.”