Bubba and Junior are standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up.
A blonde woman walks by and asks what they're doing.
"We're supposed to find the height of the flagpole," Bubba says, "but we don't have a ladder."
The blonde takes a wrench from her purse, loosens a few bolts, and lays the pole down. Then she takes a tape measure from her pocket, takes a measurement and announces, "Eighteen feet, six inches."
When the blonde is gone, Junior shakes his head. "Ain't that just like a dumb blonde? We ask for the height, and she gives us the length."
Saturday, March 25, 2006
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