A blonde wanted to sell her car, but she couldn’t find any buyers.
She called her friend for advice, and her friend asked her how many miles she had on her car.
She answered, “235,000 miles.”
Her friend told her that was the problem.
So the blonde went to the mechanic and told him to put the miles at 40,000.
Two days later the blonde’s friend asked her if she sold the car after rolling back the odometer.
The blonde told her, “Why would I sell my car? There are only 40,000 miles on it.”
--An old blind cowboy wanders into an all-girl biker bar by mistake--
He finds his way to a bar stool and orders a shot of Jack Daniels.
After sitting there for a while, he yells to the bartender, "Hey, you wanna hear a blonde joke?"
The bar immediately falls absolutely silent.
In a very deep, husky voice, the woman next to him says, "Before you tell that joke, Cowboy, I think it is only fair, given that you are blind, that you should know five things:
The bartender is a blonde girl with a baseball bat.
The bouncer is a blonde girl with a 'Billy-Club'.
I'm a 6-foot tall, 175-pound blonde woman with a black belt in karate.
The woman sitting next to me is blonde and a professional weight lifter.
The lady to your right is blonde and a professional wrestler.
Now, think about it seriously, Cowboy... Do you still wanna tell that blonde joke?"
The blind cowboy thinks for a second, shakes his head and mutters, "No...not if I'm gonna have to explain it five times..."
