…but at least I’m not blonde. (Apologies to all my blonde readers out there.)

A guy took his blonde girlfriend to her first football game. After the game, he asked how she liked it.

“I really liked it,” she replied, “but I just couldn’t understand why they were killing each other over 25 cents.”

Dumbfounded, her date asked, “What do you mean?”

“Well, they flipped a coin, one team got it and then for the rest of the game, all they kept screaming was: ‘Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!’ I’m like, Hellooo? It’s only 25 cents!”