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Blonde Joke
A lawyer and a blond woman happen to be sitting next .
to each other on a long cross-country flight. The lawyer leans over to her and asks if she would like to play a fun game.
Now this blonde happens to be highly intelligent, but she's tired and
politely declines and turns toward the window to catch a few winks.
The lawyer persists, saying that the game is real easy and a lot of fun. He explains how the game works. "I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me, and vise-versa."
Again the blonde declines and tries to get some sleep.
The lawyer figures since his opponent is a blonde he will easily win the
match, so he makes another offer, "Okay, how about this, if you don't know the answer you pay me only $5, but if I don't know the answer, I'll pay you $500."
This catches the blonde's attention and, figuring that there would be no end to this torment unless she plays, she agrees to play the game.
The lawyer asks the first question. "What's the distance fromthe earth to the moon?"
The blonde doesn't say a word, reaches into her purse and pulls out a five dollar bill and hands it to the lawyer.
Now it's the blonde's turn. She asks the lawyer, "What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes back down with four?"
The lawyer looks at her with a puzzled look. He takes out his laptop
computer and searches all his references. He taps into the air-phone with his modem and searches the Internet and even the Library of Congress. Frustrated, he sends e-mails to all his colleagues and friends, trying to get some help, all to no avail.
After almost two hours he finally gives up. He wakes up the blonde and hands her $500. The blonde politely takes the money and turns away to get back to sleep.
The lawyer, who cannot imagine what the answer is, is going nuts trying to figure it out.
Finally, he wakes the blonde again and asks, "Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes back down with four?"
The blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5, and goes back to sleep
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