On a plane bound for New York, the flight attendant approached a blonde sitting in the first class section and requested that she move to economy since she did not have a first class ticket.

The blonde replied, “I’m blonde, I’m beautiful, I’m going to New York, and I’m not moving.”

Not wanting to argue with a customer, the flight attendant asked the copilot to speak with the woman. The copilot went to talk with the woman, asking her to move out of the first class section.

Again, the blonde replied, “I’m blonde, I’m beautiful, I’m going to New York, and I’m not moving.”

The copilot returned to the cockpit and asked the captain what he should do.

The captain said, “I’m married to a blonde, and I know how to handle this.”

He went to the first class section and whispered into the blonde’s ear.

She immediately jumped up and ran to the economy section, mumbling to herself, “Why didn’t anyone just say so?”

Surprised, the flight attendant and the copilot asked what he said to her that finally convinced her to move from her seat.

He said, “I told her the first class section wasn’t going to New York.”

A man was mowing his front yard when his attractive, blonde, female neighbor came out of the house and went straight to her mailbox. She opened the mailbox, looked inside, slammed it shut, and stormed back into her house. A little later, she came out of her house again, went to the mailbox, again opened it, and again slammed it shut. Angrily back into the house she went.

As the man was getting ready to edge the lawn, the blonde came out again. She marched to the mailbox, opened it and then slammed it closed harder than ever.

Puzzled by her actions, the man asked her, “Is something wrong?”

She replied, “There certainly is! My stupid computer keeps telling me I have mail!”

A blonde and her brunette friend were talking, when the blonde said, “I hate all the blonde jokes people tell.”

“Oh, they are only jokes. There are a lot of stupid people out there. Here, I’ll prove it to you.”

They went outside and hailed a taxi driver.

“Please take me to 29 Nickel Street to see if I’m home,” said the brunette.

The taxi drove them to Nickel Street, and when they finally got out, the brunette looked at the blonde and said, “See! That guy was really stupid.”

“No kidding,” replied the blonde. “There was a pay phone just around the corner. You could have called instead.”

Several weeks ago, we hired a new blonde secretary who wasn’t the

brightest crayon in the box. One day when she was typing, she turned

to another secretary and said, “I’m almost out of typing paper. What

do I do?”

“Just use the copier machine paper,” the other responded. With that,

the blonde took her last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the

photocopier, and proceeded to make five blank copies.

A brunette and a blonde were speeding down the street when they passed a cop. “Oh no!” cried the brunette. “Is he following me?” “Yep,” replied the blonde.

“I’m going to drive down this little side road, okay?” said the brunette. “Yep,” replied the blonde.

“Is the cop still following me?” “Yep.”

“Are his lights on?” “Yep, nope, yep, nope, yep, nope…”