Okay, I really don’t like the changes that MSN has made to Spaces. I used to write my blogs in Word and then just cut and paste them onto my blog page. I tried that today and for some reason, it’s not working the same. The formatting comes out all wrong and my page is too large for the screen. When I go surfing to other pages, sometimes the computer freezes up and I have to re-boot and start all over. I don’t like the looks of things. I can’t figure out how to rearange the sections like they were before. I’m not a happy camper about this at all. Whine, whine, whine. Complain, complain, complain.
But that’s not the topic of today. The topic of today is Blonde Jokes. I’m a natural blonde, or at least I was before the gray hair took over. Because I’m a blonde, people assume that I am offended by blonde jokes. Actually, I’m a big fan. Love them so much I have a collection of them in a folder somewhere at home. I admit that I’ve used the dumb blonde excuse when I’ve pulled some airhead stunt . . . but I hope that I’ve done the airhead stunt because I’m an airhead and not because I’m a dumb blonde.
So, with that confession out in the open, please allow me to share the following:
A blonde walks into a bank in New York City and asks to see a loan officer.
She says she is going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.
The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for the loan, so the blonde hands over the keys to a new Mercedes Benz SL 500. The car is parked on the street in front of the bank. She has the title, and everything checks out.
The bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. The bank’s president and its officers all enjoy a good laugh at the blonde for using a $110,000 Benz as collateral against a $5,000 loan.
An employee of the bank then proceeds to drive the Benz into the bank’s underground garage and parks it there.
Two weeks later, the blonde returns. She repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41.
The loan officer says, "Miss, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction as worked out very nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found out that you were a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow $5,000?"
The blonde replies, "Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $15.41 and expect it to still be there when I return?"
And you thought smart blonde jokes were an urban legend!