A famous soccer player parked his brand new porsche outside a gift store and went inside to shop.
About ten minutes later a blonde salesgirl ran up to him shouting, "I just saw someone steal your sports car."
"Did you try to stop him?" asked the soccer player.
"No," said the blonde. "I did better than that, I got the registration number of the car!"

How did the blonde try to kill the bird?
She threw it off a cliff.

Did you hear about the blonde secretary who cut her fingers off so that she could write short hand?

Q. A blonde had used up all of her sick days so what did she do?
A. She called in dead.

A young blonde woman went into a bank to withdraw some money.
For security purposes the cashier asked her if she could identify herself.
She opened her handbag and took out a small mirror, looked into it and said, "Yes, it's me all right."

Q: Why didn't the Blonde have any ice cubes for her party?
A: She lost the recipe.

We have a Blonde where I work, who is so dumb she thinks Manual Labor is a Mexican.