Blonds are a man's best friend

[blade]

Da flying Blond!

A beautiful young blonde woman boards a plane to New York with a ticket for the coach section. She looks at the seats in coach and then looks into the forward cabin at the first-class seats. Since the first-class seats appear to be much larger and more comfortable, she moves forward to the last empty one. The flight attendant checks her
ticket and tells the woman that her seat is in coach. The blonde replies, "I'm young, blonde and beautiful,and I'm going to sit here all the way to New York." Flustered, the flight attendant goes to the cockpit and informs the captain of the blonde problem. The captain goes back and tells the woman that her assigned seat is in coach. Again, the blonde replies, "I'm young, blonde and beautiful, and I'm going to sit here all the way to New York." The captain doesn't want to cause a commotion, and so returns to the cockpit to discuss the blonde problem with the copilot. The copilot says that he has a blonde girlfriend, and that he can take care of the problem. He then goes back and briefly whispers something in the blonde's ear. She immediately gets up, says "Thank you so much," hugs the copilot and rushes back to her seat in the coach section. The pilot and flight
attendant, who were watching with rapt attention together ask the copilot what he had said to the woman. He replies, "I just told her that the first class section isn't going to New York."

Problem

Ten blondes and a brunette were hanging onto a rope that was tied to an airplane. They knew that one of them needed to let go because the weight of all eleven of them would tear the rope and they would all die. So, they argued back and forth about who was to let go. This went on for a few minutes, until the brunette finally said, "Ok, I'll let go!" The brunette gave a little speech about why she would go and said her farewells. All of the blondes were so touched, they started clapping. Problem solved.

Dummy!

A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and stops to entertain at a bar in a small town. He's going through his usual run of stupid blond jokes, when a big blond woman in the fourth row stands on her chair and says: "I've heard just about enough of your denigrating blond jokes, Azzhole. What makes you think you can stereotype women that way? What does a person's physical attributes have to do with their worth as a human being? It's guys like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in my community, of reaching my full
potential as a person... because you and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes but women at large... all in the name of humor." Flustered, the ventriloquist begins to apologize, when the blond pipes up, "You stay out of this. Mister, I'm talking to that little bastard on your lap."

These 2 blonds walk into a building, you think one of them would have seen it.

[Stacy]

Hahahhahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahhaahahahahahahahahahhaha...hhehehehehehehehehe.....those are tooooooooooooo funny. (can you tell I'm NOT blonde??)

[plucky duck]

lol!

[ilike2bbarefoot]

"You stay out of this, Mister, I'm talking to that bastard on your lap!"

I know WAY too many people like her