The Puzzle

One morning this blonde calls her friend and says, "Please come over and help me. I have this killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to start it."
Her friend asks, "What's the puzzle supposed to look like?"
The blonde says, "From the picture on the box, it's a tiger."
So, the blonde's friend figures that he's pretty good at puzzles, so he heads over to her place. She lets him in the door and shows him to the table where she has the puzzle spread all over the table.
He studies the pieces for a minute, then studies the box. He then turns to her and says, "First, no matter what I do, I'm not going to be able to show you how to assemble these to look like the picture of that tiger."
"Second, I'd advise you to have a cup of coffee and put all these Frosted Flakes back in the box!"

Hurt Blondes

Q: Why are blondes hurt by peoples words?
A: Because people keep hitting them with dictionaries.

Counting Cars

A blond sees a brunette standing in the middle of the highway.   The brunette keeps saying, "88, 88, 88..." The blond calls to her as the cars and trucks wizz past. "What are you doing?" "I'm counting cars," comes the rely. "Want to help?" "Sure!" says the blond. She walks out to the middle of the highway to the brunette and starts saying "88, 88, 88.." All the time the cars are dodging the two woman. Then a big semi drives by and runs over the blond. The brunnette calmly walks     down the highway, picks a new spot, and starts muttering, "89, 89, 89..."