The Painter . . . A blonde, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire herself out as a handyman and started canvassing a well-to-do neighborhood. She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do. "Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?" The blonde said, "How about 50 dollars?" The man agreed and told her that the paint and other materials that she might need were in the garage. The man's wife, standing inside the house, overheard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?" The man replied, "She should, she was standing on it. Do you think she's dumb?" "No! I guess I'm guilty of being influenced by all the dumb blonde e-mail we have been receiving." A short time later the blonde came to the door to collect her money. "You're finished already?" he asked. "Yes," the blonde answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats." Impressed, the man paid her the $50. "And by the way," the blonde added, "it's not a Porch, it's a Lexus."