In response to last week’s all-blonde-jokes column – “The Blonde Ambition Tour” – The Dot anticipated angry letters from all manner of uptight blondes crying foul. In fact, The Dot did not receive any angry messages at all. Perhaps the reason blondes have more fun is because they have a good sense of humor.
Thoughts For The Day
Groaner Alert
Two brooms hanging in the same closet decided to get married. One broom was, of course, the bride broom, the other the groom broom. The wedding was lovely. Afterward, however, at the wedding dinner, the bride broom leaned over and said to the groom broom, “I think I am going to have a little whisk broom.” The groom broom was furious. “How is this possible?” he bellowed. “We haven’t even swept together.”
Loves Me, Loves Me Not
The Washington Post ran a contest in which readers were asked to write a two-line romantic poem with the second line being as un-romantic as the first line was romantic.
Marrying you screwed up my life.
That’s why I always wake up screaming.
This describes everything you are not.
That is, until I met your brother.