I thought today I would share some daffy blonde jokes with you :
A Police Officer stops a blonde for speeding, and asks her very nicely if he could see her Licence. She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys would get your act together.
Just yesterday you took away my Licence and now, today, you're asking me to show it to you."
There's this blonde out for a walk. She comes to a river and sees another blonde on the opposite bank. "Yoo Hoo!", she shouts. "How can I get to the other side?"
The second blonde looks up the river and then looks down the river and shouts back " You ARE on the other side!"
A gorgeous young redhead goes into the Doctor's office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched it. "Impossible!" says the Doctor. "Show me".
The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed. She then pushed her elbow and screamed even more. She pushed her knee and screamed. Likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream.
The Doctor looked at her and said "you're not really a redhead, are you?" Well "no" she said. "I'm actually a blonde."
"I thought so" said the Doctor. "Your finger is broken". (That one HAS to be my favourite!).
I had a lovely long chat with my granddaughter who lives in France the other evening. She always makes me laugh, so it was just the tonic I needed. Anyway, she suddenly said "Grandma, I thought that next summer, we could go on holiday together, just you and I."
Now, how lovely is that? The next summer she is talking about, she will be 14 and I will be 65, so imagine how delighted I was to think that she would want to come away on holiday, for a week, with little old me! Yay!
I then asked her if there was anywhere in particular she would like to go, and she said "Italy might be nice." Eeek, my very favourite place - my joy was unbounded! So I have said that when we next meet up, we can look at some places and see what we fancy. (Do you think I might be able to sneak Venice in there somewhere? Hee Hee!).
Mind you, her mum and dad think that I'm a total nutcase, so whether they will think that we should be let loose together, who knows? (I always find it funny when I'm visiting them in France, because, you would think it would be the grandma's job to look after the granddaughter. But, for some reason, when we're out and about, they say things like "petite singe, ' take grandma to the toilet' ". Excuse me?? Just because I'm in France, it doesn't mean that I can't find my way to the toilet!!). Still, we're usually glad of any excuse to escape on our own!
|Grand Singe & Petite Singe|