IRISH ENGINEERS and a BLONDE
Two Irishmen were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up.
A blonde walks by and asks what they are doing.
Paddy: "We're supposed to find the height of this flagpole, but we
don't have a ladder."
The blonde took a spanner from her purse, loosened a few bolts and
laid the flagpole down. She pulled a tape measure from her pocket,
took a few measurements and announced that it was eighteen feet and
six inches. She then walked off.
Mick: "Ain't that just like a blonde! We need the height and she
gives us the length."
Two Irishmen were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up.
A blonde walks by and asks what they are doing.
Paddy: "We're supposed to find the height of this flagpole, but we
don't have a ladder."
The blonde took a spanner from her purse, loosened a few bolts and
laid the flagpole down. She pulled a tape measure from her pocket,
took a few measurements and announced that it was eighteen feet and
six inches. She then walked off.
Mick: "Ain't that just like a blonde! We need the height and she
gives us the length."