Jim was annoyed when his blonde wife told him that a car had backed into her, damaging a fender and that she hadn’t gotten the license number.
“What kind of car was he driving?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” she said. “I never can tell one car from another.”
At that, Jim decided the time had come for a learning course, and for the next few days, whenever they were driving, he made her name each car they passed until he was satisfied that she could recognize every make.
It worked. About a week later she bounded in with a pleased expression on her face.
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“Darling,” she said. “I hit a Buick!“
A Blond goes to work in tears
A Blond goes to work in tears.
A blonde goes to work in tears. Her boss asks, “What’s wrong?”
She says, “My mom died.”
He told her to go home, but she said, “No, I’ll be fine.”
Later that day, her boss finds her crying again. He says, “What’s wrong?”
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She replies, “I just talked to my sister, and her mom died, too!”
