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..."

Emergency Kit

Josh was helping Sally, the blonde, clean out the trunk of her car. Inside, he noticed a bag labeled "Emergency Repair Kit." Looking at it a little closer, he noticed a stick of dynamite inside. Thinking that was a bit strange, he asked Sally what it was for. She said, "It's part of my emergency repair kit." Josh said, "I can see that, but why?" Sally replied, "In case I have a flat and need to blow up one of my tires."

Blonde Burned Her Nose

Q: How did the blonde burn her nose?
A: Bobbing for french fries.