A blonde got a dent in her car and took it in to the repair shop. The repairman, noticing that the woman was a blonde, decided to have a wee bit of fun.

So he told her all she had to do was take it home and blow in the tailpipe until the dent popped itself out.

After 15 minutes of this, the blonde’s blonde friend came over and asked what she was doing.

“I’m trying to pop out this dent, but it’s not really working.”

“Duh. You have to roll up the windows first!”

A red head, a brunette, and a blonde walk into a bar. The bartender asks the redhead what she would like. She says, “I’ll have a A.L.”

The bartender looks lost, and so the redhead says, “Daaaaa, an Amstel Lite!”

Next, the bartender asks the brunette what she would like. The brunette says, “I’ll have a B.L.”

With this, the bartender gets a grin on his face and says, “A Bud Lite,right?”

The brunette says, “Daaaaa, a Becks lite!”

Feeling really dumb, he asks the blonde what she would like to drink. The blonde says, “I’ll have a 15.”

The bartender says to himself, “A 15, a 15, a 15?”

The Blonde says, “daaaaa, a 7 and 7.”

A bartender is sitting behind the bar on a typical day, when the door bursts open and in come four exuberant blondes. They come up to the bar, order five bottles of champagne and ten glasses, take their order over and sit down at a large table.

The corks are popped, the glasses are filled and they begin toasting and chanting, “51 days, 51 days, 51 days!”

Soon, three more blondes arrive, take up their drinks and the chanting grows. “51 days, 51 days, 51 days!”

Two more blondes show up and soon their voices are joined in raising the roof. “51 days, 51 days, 51 days!”

Finally, the tenth blonde comes in with a picture under her arm. She walks over to the table, sets the picture in the middle and the table erupts. Up jumps the others, they begin dancing around the table, exchanging high-fives, all the while chanting “51 days, 51 days, 51 days!”

The bartender can’t contain his curiosity any longer, so he walks over to the table. There in the center is a beautifully framed children’s jigsaw puzzle. When the frenzy dies down a little bit, the bartender asks one of the blondes, “What’s all the chanting and celebration about?”

The blonde who brought in the picture explains, “Everyone thinks that blondes are dumb and they make fun of us. So, we decided to set the record straight. Ten of us got together, bought that puzzle and put it together.

“The side of the box said 2 to 4 years, but we put it together in 51 days!”

Once there was a golfer whose drive landed on an anthill. Rather than move the ball, he decided to hit it where it lay. He gave a mighty swing. Clouds of dirt and sand and ants exploded from the spot. Everything but the golfball. It sat in the same spot.

So he lined up and tried another shot. Clouds of dirt and sand and ants went flying again. The golf ball didn’t even wiggle.

Two ants survived. One dazed ant said to the other, “Whoa! What are we going to do?”

Said the other ant: “I don’t know about you, but I’m going to get on the ball.”

This guy walks into a bar near a concert hall with an octopus under his arm and says, “I’ll bet any of you that my octopus can play any instrument that you give him.”

Two guys bet fifty dollars each that the octopus can’t play their instruments.

The first guy hands over his French horn and the octopus starts to play it.

The second guy hands over his tuba and sure enough the octopus starts to play it.

The bartender then walks into the back room and comes back five minutes later with a set of bagpipes and bets all the money in the drawer that the octopus wouldn’t be able to play it. He hands over the bagpipes to the octopus and waits.

After about a minute of watching the octopus run its tentacles over the bagpipe the owner of the octopus says, “Come on now! Play it!”

The octopus replies, “What do you mean play it?! If I can figure out how to get the plaid pajamas off of it, I’m gonna screw it!”