Living in a household of blondes, the blonde jokes fly fast and furious. Here's one of my favorites:
A plane is on its way to Los Angeles when a blonde woman in economy class gets up and moves into an open seat in the first class section.
The flight attendant watches her do this, and politely informs the woman that she must sit in economy class because that's the type of ticket she paid for.
The blonde replies, "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, and I'm going to Los Angeles in First Class!"
After repeated attempts and no success at convincing the woman to move, the flight attendant goes into the cockpit and informs the pilot and co-pilot that there's a blonde sitting in first class who refuses to go back to her proper seat. The co-pilot goes back to the woman and explains why she needs to move, but once again the woman replies by saying, "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, I'm going to
Los Angeles in First Class!"
The co-pilot returns to the cockpit and suggests that perhaps they should call the police and have the woman arrested when they land. The pilot says, "You say she's blonde? I'll handle this. I'm married to a blonde. I speak blonde." He goes back to the woman and whispers quietly in her ear, and she says, "Oh, I'm sorry," then quickly moves back to her seat in economy class.
The flight attendant and co-pilot are amazed and ask the pilot what he said to get her to move back to economy so easily.
"Simple" he replied, "I told her first class isn't going to Los Angeles."