Frozen Crabs and the Blond Stewardess

A lawyer boarded an airplane in New Orleans with a box of frozen crabs and asked a blond stewardess to take care of them for him.

She took the box and promised to put it in the crew's refrigerator.

He advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for them staying frozen, mentioning in a very haughty manner that he was a lawyer, and proceeded to rant at her about what would happen if s he let them thaw out.

Needless to say, she was annoyed by his behavior.

Shortly before landing in New York, she used the intercom to announce to the entire cabin, "Would the gentleman who gave me the crabs in New Orleans, please raise your hand?"

Not one hand went up ... so she took them home and ate them.

Two lessons here:

1. Lawyers aren't as smart as they think they are.

2. Blonds aren't as dumb as most folks think.

My apologies to all my lawyer friends ;) And please, refrain from the bashing I inevitably get for a good blond joke! I am truly completely and authentically blond (carpet and drapes actually match). I do concede to (a lot) of gray infiltration these days... This was passed on to me with the knowledge that I not only appreciate blond jokes, but for a lifetime have collected them.

If you're offended, it's time to take a broader view of what a blond joke really is. There is hardly a perception left that blonds are actually dumb because they're blond, instead, we're ALL guilty of the occasional "blond moment". My all time favorite was this:

Husband, commenting on a television commercial a few years ago, asked, "Who's the country singer on those Ford ads?"

I told him his first name is Toby...but I couldn't recall his last name. I said, "I'll tell you when I think of it".

Days went by. Then, all of a sudden, I remember the country singer's name, and nearly flung myself onto the floor laughing at myself.

His name is Toby Keith. My husband's name is...Keith.

So there you have it. I'm blond...what's your excuse????? Hmmm?