1. There is a black haired woman, a brunette and a blonde on a burning building and below there are fireman with a rescue blanket. They tell the black haired woman to jump, she jumps, they move the blanket, and she dies a horrible death. Then they tell the brunette to jump she says no way you are going to kill me like you did my friend. The firemen say no we like you better. So she jumps and she too dies a horrible death. Then they tell the blonde to jump she says no, you will kill me like you did my friends. The firemen then say no we like you the best. The blonde says just take the blanket and move away.
2. A blonde was spending almost all of her vacation sunbathing on the roof of her hotel. She wore a bathing suit the first day, but on the second, she decided that no one could see her way up there, and she slipped out of it for an overall tan. She'd hardly begun when she heard someone running up the stairs. She was lying on her stomach, so she just pulled a towel over her rear. "Excuse me, miss," said the flustered assistant manager of the hotel, out of breath from running up the stairs. "The hotel doesn't mind you sunbathing on the roof, but we'd appreciate your wearing a bathing suit as you did yesterday." "What difference does it make," the blonde asked rather calmly. "No one can see me up here, and besides, I'm covered with a towel." "Not exactly," said the embarrassed gentleman. "You're lying on the dining room skylight."
3. There were three women who were at the gynecologist getting checkups. The doctor asked the first woman "In what position was the baby concieved?" "He was on top", she replyed. "You will have a boy!" the doctor exclaimed. The second woman was asked the same question. "I was on top", was the reply. "You will have a baby girl." said the doctor. With this, the third women, a blonde, burst into tears. "What's the matter?" asked the doctor. "I'm going to have puppies!", cried the blonde.
And the last one!!!!!
4. A blonde tried to sell her old car. She was having a lot of problems selling it, because the car had 250,000 miles on it. One day, she told her problem to a brunette she worked with at a salon. The brunette told her, "There is a possibility to make the car easier to sell, but it's not legal." "That doesn't matter," replied the blonde, "if I only can sell the car." "Okay," said the brunette. "Here is the address of a friend of mine. He owns a car repair shop. Tell him I sent you and he will turn the counter in your car back to 50,000 miles. Then it should not be a problem to sell your car anymore." The following weekend, the blonde made the trip to the mechanic. About one month after that, the brunette asked the blonde, "Did you sell your car?" "No," replied the blonde, "why should I? It only has 50,000 miles on it."
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