Suicide, the Blonde Way
A blonde hurried into the emergency room late one night with the tip of her index finger shot off. "How did this happen?" the doctor asked.
"Well, I was trying to commit suicide," the blonde replied.
"What?" sputtered the doctor. "You tried to commit suicide by shooting off your finger?"
"No, silly," the blonde said. "First I put the gun to my heart, and then I thought, 'I just paid $6,000 for these implants. I'm not shooting myself in the chest.'"
"So then?" asked the doctor.
"Then I put the gun in my mouth, and I thought, 'I just paid $3,000 to get my teeth overlayed to give me a bright smile. I'm not shooting myself in the mouth.'"
"But what about your finger?" the doctor asked.
"Well, then I put the gun to my ear, and I thought, 'This is going to make a loud noise. So I put my finger in my other ear before I pulled the trigger....'"
Posted June 20, 2011 11:00 AM
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