D is for Dippy and Blonde: A-to-Z Challenge

Yes, that is me: dippy and blonde.  Greying blonde.  I had no idea that under “Reader” (click on the “W” in the top left if you are logged into WordPress) I could put in a tag and find ALL KINDS OF POSTS.  Geesh.  I assume that is how folks are finding me.  It spurred this post.

I’m a big fan of blonde jokes.  My brothers taught them to me when I was a kid.   They can get away with it.  They love me.  And I still get sent blonde jokes; here is my recent favorite from my oldest brother:
As a trucker stops at a red light, a blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and she says “Hi, my name is Heather and you’re losing some of your load.”
The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street. When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they’ve never spoken, the blonde says brightly, “Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!”
Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street. At the third red light, the same thing happens again. All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door. The trucker lowers the window. Again she says “Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!”
When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde’s car. He knocks on her window, and as she lowers it, he says “Hi, my name is Kevin, it’s Winter in Michigan and I’m driving the SALT TRUCK!”

Now there are some rebel women (my niece) who are sending blonde men jokes:

PALM RAIN 1920 ADJBANNER LINE SEPAI2Two blond men found three grenades. They decide to take them to a police station.
One asked: “What if one explodes before we get there?”
The other said: “We’ll just lie and say we only found two.”PALM RAIN 1920 ADJBANNER LINE SEPAI2A woman phoned her blond neighbor man and said: “Close your curtains the next time you and your wife are having sex. The whole street was watching and laughing at you yesterday.”
The blond man replied: “Well the joke’s on all of you because I wasn’t even home yesterday.”PALM RAIN 1920 ADJBANNER LINE SEPAI2A blond man shouts frantically into the phone, “My wife is pregnant and her contractions are less than two minutes apart!”
“Is this her first child?” asks the Doctor.
“No!” he shouts, “This is her husband!”PALM RAIN 1920 ADJBANNER LINE SEPAI2As I wrote this on Throwback Thursday, here are a couple of pics of me as a younger person to prove I am a natural blonde.

Absolutely no copyright on this.  Blatantly stolen from emails!

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About dkatiepowellart

hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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7 Responses to D is for Dippy and Blonde: A-to-Z Challenge

  1. susanissima says:

    Love these! I was blonde, too, until something happened and my mop turned white!

  2. Andrea @ Maybe It's Just Me says:

    I found you on the a-z sign up list! Fun pics!

  3. Sammy D. says:

    Totally, completely, rip-roaring hilarious. Hub is on the way down the stairs to find out what’s making me laugh so loudly. You nut. You blonde nut. Totally 🙂

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