The Blonde's Petition Letter...
We blonds at the ofise are tired of all the the dum stoopid jokes about
us. We think this is hairassment. It causes us grate stress and makes
our roots turn dark. We have hired a loyer and he is talking to the
loyers at Clairol. We will take this all the way to the supream cort if
we have two. Juj Thomas knos all about hairassment and he will be on
are side.
We have also talked to the govner to make a new law to stop this
pursicushun. We want a law that makes peepol tell brewnet jokes as much
as blond jokes and every so often a red head joke. If we don't get our
way we will not date anybody that ain't blond and we will make up jokes
about you and we will laff.
Sined by the blonds at the ofise.
Only after I got married I've realized what true happiness is... But it was too late... 
Q: Which part of Britain you may find fresh body organs?
A: Liverpool
Husband got back from business trip while wife was cheating on him with
other man. Her lover was trying to hide in the closet and accidentally
left his balls outside of the closet while closing the door. Husband
suspected something wrong and ask wife:
- Hi, how are you honey? What is that thing on the closet door?!?..
- Ahh... those are new doorbells I bought...
He approaches door slowly and hit balls slightly by tip of his
fingers... Hm... no sound... Then he hit balls ones again a bit
stronger... No sound... Then he hit balls with whole strength... Door
opens, and guy from closet shouts:
- DING DONG, DING DONG... OK??
A Bihari hat-seller who was passing by a forest decided to take a nap
under one of the trees, so he left his whole basket of hats by the
side. A few hours later, he woke up and realized that all his hats were
gone.
He looked up and to his surprise, the tree was full of monkeys and they had taken all his hats.
The Bihari sits down and thinks of how he can get the hats down. While thinking he started to scratch his head.
The next moment, the monkeys were doing the same. Next, he took down his own hat, the monkeys did exactly the same.
An idea came to him, he took his hat and threw it on the floor and the
monkeys did that too. So he finally managed to get all his hats back.
Fifty years later, his grandson, Laloo, also became a hat-seller and had heard this monkey story from his grandfather.
One day, just like his grandfather, he passed by the same forest. It
was very hot, and he took a nap under the same tree and left the hats
on the floor.
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