One day, an old, blind cowboy wandered into a bar by mistake. What he didn’t realize was that this wasn’t just any bar—it was an all-girl biker bar. Completely unaware of his surroundings, he found his way to a barstool, ordered a drink, and settled in.
After a while, feeling the urge to break the silence, he called out, “Hey, you wanna hear a blonde joke?”
The room fell utterly silent. You could hear a pin drop as tension filled the air.
Sitting next to him, a woman with a deep, husky voice decided to intervene. She leaned in and said, “Before you tell that joke, Cowboy, I think it’s only fair to let you know a few things, considering you’re blind.”
Her voice grew firm as she began to list them:
- The bartender is blonde—and she’s holding a baseball bat.
- The bouncer is blonde—and she’s got a billy club in her hand.
- I’m blonde, six feet tall, weigh 175 pounds, and hold a black belt in karate.
- The woman next to me is blonde and happens to be a professional weightlifter.
- The woman behind you is blonde and a former pro wrestler.
The room remained deathly quiet as the woman finished her warning. Then, in a calm but pointed tone, she asked, “So, Cowboy, do you still want to tell that blonde joke?”
The blind cowboy paused for a moment, his mind undoubtedly racing. Finally, he shook his head and muttered, “Well, hell no, not if I’m gonna have to explain it five times.”
The bar erupted in laughter, proving that even a blind cowboy knows when he’s outmatched!
