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 Two blondes are passing by a florist’s shop.FIRST BLONDE: Isn’t that your boyfriend in there? Look, he’s buying a dozen long-stemmed roses! SECOND BLONDE: Oh, god! FIRST BLONDE: Why, what’s wrong? D’ ya think he’s getting them for someone else? SECOND BLONDE: No, it’s not that. (Sighs.) It just means I’ll be on my back for a week with my legs in the air, that’s all. FIRST BLONDE: Why? Don’tcha have a vase? | ||||
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