A helicopter carrying passengers across lake Michigan suddenly lost engine power. The aircraft came down safely in the water, and the pilot instructed the passengers to remain seated and to keep the doors closed.
“In emergency situations, this aircraft is designed to stay afloat for 30 minutes, giving rescuers time to get to us,” the pilot informed his passengers.
Just then a portly middle aged man got out if his seat and made and attempt to open the door.
The pilots screamed at him, “Stop! Didn’t you hear what I said? The aircraft is designed to stay afloat as long as the doors remain closed!”
“Of course I heard you”, the man replied, “but it’s also designed to fly, and look how good that one worked out!”
A blonde was driving along a lonely country road with fields on either side. As she looked out her side window, she saw another blonde in the middle of a field, in a rowboat, rowing and rowing.
She stopped the car, rolled down the window, and yelled, “You know it’s blondes like you who give the rest of us blondes a bad name!”
“Oh yeah?” the other blonde yelled back. “So whaddya gonna do about it?”
Enraged by this impudence the first blonde screamed, “You’re lucky I can’t swim, or I’d come out there and punch your lights out!”
The phone rang. Angie saw that it was her husband. Todd, and answered the call.
“Sweetheart, I had a really bad accident as I was leaving work,” explained Todd. “Sandra took me to the hospital. After the doctors examined my X-rays, they said it was much worse than they initially thought. I have a cervical dislocation, multiple facial injuries, also, they will have to amputate my right leg.”
Angie took a couple deep breaths to compose herself before she could speak. “Todd,” she said in a concerned tone, “Who the hell is Sandra?”
Margret called her physician’s office to schedule an appointment. The nurse taking the call asked about the nature of the visit.
“I keep seeing spots in front of my eyes,” explained Margret.
“Oh, I see,” replied the Nurse. “Have you already seen the doctor?”
“No,” lamented Margret. “Just spots.”
Wendy got in line at her local supermarket. Her basket contained a mop, a broom, and several other cleaning supplies. It was obvious she was in a hurry, and it just so happened the line was moving rather slowly.
When the cashier called the manager over for assistance with a customer’s payment issue, Wendy remarked indignantly, “At this rate, I’ll be lucky to get home before dark!”
“Don’t worry, ma’am,” replied the man standing in line ahead of her. “With the wind kicking up out there and that brand new broom of yours, you should be home in no time.”