a blonde sat with a sweet smile listening to the blonde jokes, only blushing just a little, pretending not to get them. then she let the drop dead handsome CEO take her home in his lexus and smiled when he asked her out, but told him she'd have to think about it as she had a lot to do this coming weekend. it was difficult choosing which date to accept, but the offer to go yachting this weekend might just be too good to pass up. she did enjoy a little private smile, though, thinking that some of those blonde jokes really are funny.
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Originally posted by coquetteWhen pressing the "dumb blonde" isn't good enough, toss in a little manipulative gold digger.
a blonde sat with a sweet smile listening to the blonde jokes, only blushing just a little, pretending not to get them. then she let the drop dead handsome CEO take her home in his lexus and smiled when he asked her out, but told him she'd have to think about it as she had a lot to do this coming weekend. it was difficult choosing which date to accept, but ...[text shortened]... njoy a little private smile, though, thinking that some of those blonde jokes really are funny.
TITLE: The Blonde and the store.
One day a blonde walks into a store sees a nice TV she would like to buy so she walks up to the manager...
Blonde: How much are those nice TVs over there?
Manager: I am sorry we don't sell to blondes.
Blonde: Whatever
so the blonde leaves and dies her hair brown and goes back to the store...
B: How much do those nice TVs over there cost?
M: I am sorry we don't sell to blondes.
Blonde: {stutters} b..b..bbb..but how...
so the blonde leaves wondering how the man knew she was blonde...she decides to try again and dies her hair read this time...
B:How much are those nice TVs over there?
M:I am sorry we don't sell to blondes.
B: How the hell do you know that I am blonde!!
M:because we don't sell TVs...those are microwaves.
*ba dum chhhh*
Originally posted by tomtom232er...renegade posted that on page 2.
TITLE: The Blonde and the store.
One day a blonde walks into a store sees a nice TV she would like to buy so she walks up to the manager...
Blonde: How much are those nice TVs over there?
Manager: I am sorry we don't sell to blondes.
Blonde: Whatever
so the blonde leaves and dies her hair brown and goes back to the store...
B: How much do tho ...[text shortened]... ow that I am blonde!!
M:because we don't sell TVs...those are microwaves.
*ba dum chhhh*
How about a NZ Joke?
A New Zealander is travelling around the Greek Islands.
He walks into a bar and orders a Speights from the New Zealand Barmaid.
As she takes his order, she notices his accent and over the course of the evening they get chatting.
At the end of her shift he asks if she wants to come back to his hotel.
Although she is attracted to him she says no. He then offers to pay her $200 to sleep with him.
As she is travelling around the world, and is short of funds, she agrees.
The next night the guy turns up again. Again he orders Speights and after showing her plenty of attention, asks if she will sleep with him again for $200. She remembers the night before and is only too happy to agree.
This goes on for 5 nights.
On the 6th night the guy comes in again, orders Speights but goes and sits in the corner. The barmaid thinks that if she pays him more attention then, maybe she can shake some more cash out of him. So she goes over and sits next to him.
She asks him where he's from in New Zealand.
"Alexandra", he tells her.
"So am I. What area?" she enquires.
"Bridge Hill" he replies.
"That's amazing," she says excitedly, "so am I - what Street?"
"O'Neill Crescent" he replies.
"This is unbelievable........." she says, her voice quavering; "What number?"
"Number 20", he replies.
She is totally astonished.
"You are NOT going to believe this," she screams,
"but I'm from number 22! My parents still live there!"
"I know..." he says, "Your Dad gave me $1,000 to give to you"
HE WHO DRINKS SPEIGHTS, THINKS SPEIGHTS. 😛
Originally posted by mikelomok.....
How about a NZ Joke?
A New Zealander is travelling around the Greek Islands.
He walks into a bar and orders a Speights from the New Zealand Barmaid.
As she takes his order, she notices his accent and over the course of the evening they get chatting.
At the end of her shift he asks if she wants to come back to his hotel.
Although she is att ...[text shortened]... 0 to give to you"
HE WHO DRINKS SPEIGHTS, THINKS SPEIGHTS. 😛