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Weighing the Baby
A blonde carrying a baby walks into a drug store and asks the clerk if she can use the store's baby scale.
"Sorry, ma'am," says the clerk. "Our baby scale is broken. But we can figure the baby's weight if we weigh mother and baby together on the adult scale, and then weigh the mother alone. We just subtract the second number from the first."
"Oh, that won't work," says the blonde.
"Why not?" asks the clerk.
"Because," she answers, "I'm not his mother. I'm his aunt."
Stay Here
A blonde goes over to visit one of her friends.
While she is at her friend's house it starts to storm, so her friend suggests she spend the night at her house and go home the next day.
The blonde agrees that makes sense and goes into the den to watch TV while her friend goes upstairs to put the kids to bed.
When her host comes downstairs, she finds the blonde coming in the front door, drenching wet.
She asks, "Where have you been?"
"I went home to get my pajamas!"
What Day Is It?
"What's the date today?" asked the blonde riding on the subway.
"I don't know," replied a fellow commuter. "You've got a newspaper in your hands ... why don't you look at the date on it?"
"Why, that won't do any good," the blonde huffed. "It's yesterday's paper!"
A blonde carrying a baby walks into a drug store and asks the clerk if she can use the store's baby scale.
"Sorry, ma'am," says the clerk. "Our baby scale is broken. But we can figure the baby's weight if we weigh mother and baby together on the adult scale, and then weigh the mother alone. We just subtract the second number from the first."
"Oh, that won't work," says the blonde.
"Why not?" asks the clerk.
"Because," she answers, "I'm not his mother. I'm his aunt."
Stay Here
A blonde goes over to visit one of her friends.
While she is at her friend's house it starts to storm, so her friend suggests she spend the night at her house and go home the next day.
The blonde agrees that makes sense and goes into the den to watch TV while her friend goes upstairs to put the kids to bed.
When her host comes downstairs, she finds the blonde coming in the front door, drenching wet.
She asks, "Where have you been?"
"I went home to get my pajamas!"
What Day Is It?
"What's the date today?" asked the blonde riding on the subway.
"I don't know," replied a fellow commuter. "You've got a newspaper in your hands ... why don't you look at the date on it?"
"Why, that won't do any good," the blonde huffed. "It's yesterday's paper!"
