Showing posts with label blonde jokes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blonde jokes. Show all posts

Friday, February 3, 2012

Friday Foibles ~~ Oh, Those Blondes!






Three blondes are in an elevator when it suddenly stops and all the lights go out. Their cell phones are out too, so they can't call for help. 


After a few hours of being stuck, one blondes says to the other two, "I think maybe the best way to get someone to help us is by yelling together. What do you think?" 


The other two think hard for a moment, then agree. They inhale deeply and begin to scream at the top of their lungs . . . 


"TOGETHER, TOGETHER, TOGETHER!" 


***If you need another dose of craziness, here's last Friday's post called Insurance Insanity, straight from the wonky workings of my brain. :D 


Have a wonderful weekend! 


Sunday, November 1, 2009

Politically Incorrect Cartoon ~ Autumn Blonde


We'll give ol' Boudreaux & Thibodaux a little break today since they're off in the woods hunting anyway.

It's been a while since I posted a Politically Incorrect Cartoon (PIC), so here's one in which we can observe a seasonal blonde entertainment venue to welcome in November. Break out your kids' Halloween goody bags, or if you have leftovers after the gobblins paraded by last night, munch on some of that while you enjoy! 

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No words needed~~~~~~~~



Saturday, August 1, 2009

Puzzled Blonde


I know it's been far too long since I posted a new Politically Incorrect joke, so let's remedy that today. Thanks goes to Kimmi, author of The Unbreakable Child (aka Writer in Waiting) for reminding me via Twitter that I've neglected this group. And we all know Gumbo Writer is an equal opportunity insulter!

As good luck would have it, a dear friend in God Bless Texas sent a great joke just the other day. May it kick your weekend off the right way -- with a laugh~~~




A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, "Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get started."

Her boyfriend asks, "What's it supposed to be when it's finished?"

The blonde says, "According to the picture on the box, it's a rooster."

Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table. He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says, "First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a rooster."

*crickets chirp*

He takes her hand and says, "Second, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then ..." he lets out a deep sigh, .....................


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"Let's put all the Corn Flakes back in the box."




Jigsaw photo by: donut

Corn Flakes photo by main.gov

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Blonde Jokes Part II



Again, with apologies to my light headed friends. *grin*

But before we get to the jokes, don't forget to register for Barbara (who is neither dumb or blonde) at Serenity Gate's poetry book giveaway contest!


Sweet Blondes:

Q: Why do blondes hate M&Ms?
A: They're too hard too peel.

Q: How do you know when a blonde has been making chocolate chip cookies?
A: You find the M&M shells all over the kitchen floor.

Q: What job function does a blonde have in an M&M factory?
A: Proofreader.

Domestic Blondes:

Q: Why don't blondes double recipes?
A: The oven doesn't go to 700 degrees.

Q: How can you tell if a blonde is a good cook?
A She gets the pop tart out of the toaster in one piece.

Q: Why don't blondes eat jello?
A: They can't figure out how to get two cups of water into those little packages.

Q: What does a blonde make best for dinner?
A: Reservations.

Q: Why did the blonde bake a chicken for 3 and a half days?
A: It said cook it for half an hour per pound and she weighed 125 lbs.

Q: What is the difference between a blonde and a shopping cart?
A: The shopping cart has a mind of its own.

Romantic Blondes:

Q: What does a blonde say if you blow in her ear?
A: "Thanks for the refill."

Q: How do you get a blonde to marry you?
A: Tell her she's pregnant.
Q: What will she ask you?
A: "Is it mine?"

And finally, Spirited Blondes:

Q: What's the blonde's cheer?
A: "I'm blonde, I'm blonde, I'm B. L. O. N....ah, oh well..I'm blonde, I'm blonde, yea, yea, yea..."

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