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The Five Degrees Of Blondeness

1st Degree
Two blondes are walking down the street. One notices a compact on the sidewalk
and leans down to pick it up. She opens it, looks in the mirror, and says, "Hmmm,
this person looks familiar."

The second blonde says, "Here, let me see!"

So the first blonde hands her the compact.

The second one looks in the mirror and says, "You dummy, it's me!"

2nd Degree
A blonde suspects her boyfriend of cheating on her, so she goes out and buys a
gun. She goes to his apartment unexpectedly and when she opens the door, she
finds him in the arms of a redhead. Well, the blonde is really angry. She opens
her purse to take out the gun, and as she does so, she is overcome with grief.
She takes the gun and puts it to her head.

The boyfriend yells, "No, honey, don't do it."

The blonde replies, "Shut up, you're next!"

3rd Degree
A blonde was bragging about her knowledge of state capitals. She proudly says,
"Go ahead, ask me, I know all of them."

A friend says, "OK, what's the capital of Wisconsin?"

The blonde replies, "Oh that's easy: W."

4th Degree
What did the blonde ask her doctor when he told her she was pregnant?

"Is it mine?"

5th Degree
Returning home from work, a blonde was astonished to see that she had been
robbed. She telephoned the police at once and reported the crime. The police
dispatcher broadcast the call on the channels, and a K-9 unit patrolling nearby
was the first to respond. As the K-9 officer approached the house with his dog
on a leash, the blonde ran out on the porch, shuddered at the sight of the cop
and his dog, and then sat down on the steps.

Putting her face in her hands, she moaned, "I come home to find that all my
possessions were stolen. I call the police for help, and what do they do? They
send me a BLIND policeman!