Blonde Jokes

  Judi was bored with driving her BMW. It laced individuality and 
 besides that, every other girl in the office had one. She fancied 
 something a bit more individual, perhaps an MG convertible.
 That week she visited her local car dealer and spied a beautiful 
 Jaguar XK140 convertible. It was wonderfully restored and she 
 fell in love with its gorgeous red paint work. An empty check 
 stub later and off she was tearing down the leafy country lanes 
 enjoying her beautiful new car. Her long blonde hair was flowing 
 in the wind, music blaring from the radio, what could possibly 
 go wrong?
 
 At that thought there was a splutter from the engine and the 
 car slowly coasted to a stop. She got out and lifted the bonnet 
 and concluded after a few minutes that she didn't have a bloody 
 clue what was wrong. Luckily she had her mobile phone with 
 her and a quick phone call to the AutoClub and a short wait 
 saw a bright shiny yellow van pull up behind her.
 
 "That's a lovely car," said the mechanic. "What seems to be 
 the matter?
 
 Judi replied, "Well, it just conked out I'm afraid."
 
 "Let me have look." He set to work and ten minutes later the 
 engine was purring like a cat again.
 
 "Thank goodness," she said. "What was the matter?"
 
 "Simple really, just crap in the carburetor," he replied.
 
 Looking shocked she asked, "Oh. How many times a week do 
 I have to do that?"