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Subject: Naera herneks :)
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päris norm . muidu tahaks seda päris elus näha mitte pildi pealt :D
Miks kukkus sein ümber, kui blondiin oli selle vastu toetas?
Sest targem annab järele.
edit: Miks ei oska blondiinid jääkuubikuid teha?
Nad ei tea retsepti.
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Sest targem annab järele.
edit: Miks ei oska blondiinid jääkuubikuid teha?
Nad ei tea retsepti.
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tüüpiline küsimus-vastus anekdoot blondiinidest :) .. klassika
Miks on blondil kirjutatud mõlema kinga sisse VE?
Varbad ees ;)
Varbad ees ;)
Miks sõidavad blondiinid enamasti BMW-ga ?
sest et seda on kõige lihtsam kirjutada
aga miks mitte KIA siis ?
sest nende mobiil ütleb "NO KIA"
sest et seda on kõige lihtsam kirjutada
aga miks mitte KIA siis ?
sest nende mobiil ütleb "NO KIA"
Blondiin sõidab BMW-ga Tartu maanteel ja kuulab raadiot. Ühtäkki kuuleb raadiost:
"Te kuulate SKY raadiot!".
Blond läheb ähmi täis.
"Kust nad teavad, mida ma kuulan!?!?"
"Te kuulate SKY raadiot!".
Blond läheb ähmi täis.
"Kust nad teavad, mida ma kuulan!?!?"
Blondikas Jokes foorumist:D
One day while on patrol, a police officer pulled over a car for speeding. He went up to the car and asked the driver to roll down her window. The first thing he noticed, besides the nice red sports car, was how hot the driver was! Drop dead blonde, the works.
"I've pulled you over for speeding, Miss... Could I see your driver's license?"
"What's a license?" replied the blonde, instantly giving away the fact that she was as dumb as a stump.
"It's usually in your wallet" replied the officer.
After fumbling for a few minutes, the driver managed to find it.
"Now may I see your registration?" asked the cop.
"Registration... What's that?" asked the blonde.
"It's usually in your glove compartment..." said the cop impatiently. After some more fumbling, she found the registration.
"I'll be back in a minute." said the cop and walked back to his car. The officer phoned into the dispatch to run a check on the woman's license and registration.
After a few moments, the dispatcher came back; "Is this woman driving a red sports car?"
"Yes...." replied the officer
"Is she a drop dead gorgeous blonde?" asked the dispatcher
"Yes" replied the cop.
"Here's what you have to do..." Said the dispatcher. "Give her the stuff back, and drop your pants."
"What? I can't do that. It's inappropriate!" exclaimed the cop.
"Trust me... Just do it..." said the dispatcher.
So the cop goes back to the car, gives back the license and registration and drops his pants, just as the dispatcher said.
The blonde looks down and sighs "Oh no... Not ANOTHER breathalyzer!"
One day while on patrol, a police officer pulled over a car for speeding. He went up to the car and asked the driver to roll down her window. The first thing he noticed, besides the nice red sports car, was how hot the driver was! Drop dead blonde, the works.
"I've pulled you over for speeding, Miss... Could I see your driver's license?"
"What's a license?" replied the blonde, instantly giving away the fact that she was as dumb as a stump.
"It's usually in your wallet" replied the officer.
After fumbling for a few minutes, the driver managed to find it.
"Now may I see your registration?" asked the cop.
"Registration... What's that?" asked the blonde.
"It's usually in your glove compartment..." said the cop impatiently. After some more fumbling, she found the registration.
"I'll be back in a minute." said the cop and walked back to his car. The officer phoned into the dispatch to run a check on the woman's license and registration.
After a few moments, the dispatcher came back; "Is this woman driving a red sports car?"
"Yes...." replied the officer
"Is she a drop dead gorgeous blonde?" asked the dispatcher
"Yes" replied the cop.
"Here's what you have to do..." Said the dispatcher. "Give her the stuff back, and drop your pants."
"What? I can't do that. It's inappropriate!" exclaimed the cop.
"Trust me... Just do it..." said the dispatcher.
So the cop goes back to the car, gives back the license and registration and drops his pants, just as the dispatcher said.
The blonde looks down and sighs "Oh no... Not ANOTHER breathalyzer!"
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