Jokes: At Whose Expense?

Blonde jokes seem invariably hurtful. After all, not all blondes are even blonde for real. Ask any hairdresser. I have had some with blonde (colored) hair express that "Mine comes from a bottle" and "My husband pays for mine."

I love striking up conversations with women who appear blonde.

The conversation goes like this: "Do you know why all blondes look the same?"

While two (of many) have simply walked away, and one said "No. And, I don't want to know!", the majority have been curious as to why, even if they may have initially expected some corny blonde joke.

My answer is: "Because they are all gorgeous, some on the outside, some on the inside, and some lucky blokes get one that is both. So ask your bloke if he feels lucky, and I will ask you next time what he said. Just be aware, if he doesn't say anything, or he just laughs, that is not a good sign."

It doesn't matter to me, whether or not a blonde is old or young, attractive or not. With the exception of the three instances I have mentioned, each query resulted in a conversation; often with a comment such as "I needed that" or "You're so sweet."

In fact, I have struck up so many conversations with that question, that now I ask the question: "Do you still remember why all blondes look the same?"

If a male companion is along with the blonde, I will ask, "Does she still remember why all blondes look the same?" If the male companion allows the conversation to proceed, I will eventually suggest that the blonde ask him if he feels lucky.

More often than not, when the blonde asks him if he feels lucky, he will say something to the effect that "I sure do" or "Always" or "You bet I do."

Then I can say, "See, I got him to compliment you."

Lately I have added to my part of the conversation: "And if he gives you the right answer, don't forget to tell him that you feel lucky, too."

If the blonde's lucky bloke has passed away, or if she doesn't currently have a bloke, I will urge that when she has one, she should ask him if he feels lucky, and if he gives the wrong answer, she should "Find a different bloke." That goes over especially well, when the blonde is the young daughter of an accompanying mother, or with a group of girlfriends.

One blonde I struck up a conversation with recently, replied to my question, "Because we are all intelligent?"

To her I replied with my regular answer, but I added later in the conversation that I had heard a joke about one such blonde who went to the airport and said she wanted to buy a round trip ticket. When the ticket agent said, "Where to, ma'am?" that blonde had replied, "Here, duh!"

We seem to have become so insular that we glide through life avoiding strangers.

I have found it to be my experience that, with few exceptions, most people out shopping are open to interacting with other shoppers.

I think that is a good thing, and I encourage reaching out to others with smiles and with pleasant conversations and good intent.

One of my sons, heard one of these conversations and admonished me with "Dad, you shouldn't flirt."

While, rather than flirting, I mean to be cheerful. I have to believe that quite a number of "my blondes" had a "moment of the day" discussion with their blokes and received some positive reinforcement from them due to their chance discussion with a stranger.

If you comment below, and you have a pleasant blonde joke, how about share it with other readers here.

And, there's the one about the blonde highway trooper.... .

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