DOK
11-11-2006, 09:16 AM
Bubba and Junior were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up.
A blonde lady walked by and asked what they were doing.
"We're supposed to find the height of the flagpole," said Bubba, "but we don't have a ladder."
The woman took a wrench from her purse, loosened a few bolts, andlaid the pole down. Then she took a tape measure from her pocket, took a measurement and announced, "Eighteen feet, six inches," and walked away.
Junior shook his head and laughed. "Ain't that just like a dumb blonde ? We ask for the height, and she gives us the length."
Bubba and Junior are currently supervising the construction of the Boston highway tunnel.
A blonde lady walked by and asked what they were doing.
"We're supposed to find the height of the flagpole," said Bubba, "but we don't have a ladder."
The woman took a wrench from her purse, loosened a few bolts, andlaid the pole down. Then she took a tape measure from her pocket, took a measurement and announced, "Eighteen feet, six inches," and walked away.
Junior shook his head and laughed. "Ain't that just like a dumb blonde ? We ask for the height, and she gives us the length."
Bubba and Junior are currently supervising the construction of the Boston highway tunnel.