Thursday Joke
Today's joke was submitted by one of my buddies wives, the lovely Chrissie (Reggies wife). As per the rules of submitting a joke, I will pimp out your blog if you send me one and I think its funny enough to post. But she since she doesn’t have her own blog, I thought I would pimp her out. By that I mean I will say some nice things about her… (wait for it)… But I couldn’t think of any. (You saw that line coming from a mile away didn’t you?)
Anyway, I could sit here all day and make jokes about how she constantly hits on me and sends me dirty pictures of herself, along with letters that are so graphic even Penthouse wouldn’t publish them. But that would make the rest of the wives jealous, even the ones that don’t like me. She also touches me inappropriately, but I usually let that slide. But I don’t think that would be cool with her husband, so I am not going too.
Seriously folks, she is a nice lady and Reggie is lucky to have her. I could type all day about the good qualities she has but that would result in me either getting a stiffy, or crying like a 2 year old, but I digress.
She is very excited to have her joke posted here even though she all she did was forward it to me. When I told her that I was going to use it as the Thursday joke I think her response was, ”YEA!!! I’M FUCKING PUMPED!!!” Then she put her shirt back on.
On to the joke:
A blonde pilot decided she wanted to learn how to fly a helicopter.
She went to the airport, but the only one available was a solo-helicopter. The instructor figured he could let her go up alone since she was already a pilot for small planes and he could instruct her via radio. So, up the blonde went.
She reached 1,000 feet and everything was going smoothly.
She reached 2,000 feet. The blonde and the instructor kept talking via radio. Everything was still going smoothly.
At 3,000 feet, the helicopter suddenly came down quickly! It skimmed the top of some trees and crash landed in the woods. The instructor jumped into his Jeep and rushed out to see if the blonde was okay. As he reached the edge of the woods, the blonde was walking out.
"What happened"? The instructor asked. "All was going so well until you reached 3,000 feet. What happened then"?
"Well," began the blonde. "I got cold, so I turned off the ceiling fan."
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