Natural Blonde

A brunette went to the doctors. "Doctor," she said. "Help me. I hurt all over."

"Sit down," said the doctor, "And tell me exactly what is wrong."

"If I touch here," she said, poking her thigh, "It hurts like hell. It also hurts here, here and here," she added, poking her chest, forehead and foot in turn.

"Oh dear," said the doctor "This is serious. Tell me, when did you dye your hair?"

"What on earth do you mean?" asked the young woman.

"Well you are a natural blonde aren't you?" asked the doctor.

"I am doctor," she said. "But how did you know?"

The doctor replied, "You've broken your finger."A brunette went to the doctors. "Doctor," she said. "Help me. I hurt all over."

"Sit down," said the doctor, "And tell me exactly what is wrong."

"If I touch here," she said, poking her thigh, "It hurts like hell. It also hurts here, here and here," she added, poking her chest, forehead and foot in turn.

"Oh dear," said the doctor "This is serious. Tell me, when did you dye your hair?"

"What on earth do you mean?" asked the young woman.

"Well you are a natural blonde aren't you?" asked the doctor.

"I am doctor," she said. "But how did you know?"

The doctor replied, "You've broken your finger."