Two women – one blonde, one brunette – spent weeks plotting the perfect bank heist. They rehearsed every detail until they were confident nothing could go wrong.
As they pulled up to the bank, the brunette turned to her partner. “You’ve got this, right? Remember the plan?”
The blonde nodded confidently. “Tie up the loose ends, grab the goods, quick getaway. Got it.”
“Five minutes max!” the brunette reminded as the blonde jumped out of the car.
Minutes ticked by. One… two… five… ten. Just as the brunette started sweating, the bank doors burst open. The blonde came sprinting out, dragging the entire bank vault behind her with a thick rope, alarms screaming in protest.
A flustered security guard stumbled after her, tripping over his own belt. The blonde heaved the vault toward the car before giving up and diving inside. “GO GO GO!” she screamed as they peeled away.
The brunette’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. “WHAT IN THE WORLD WERE YOU THINKING?”
The blonde gasped between breaths. “I did exactly what you said! I tied it up tight!”
The brunette’s face turned purple. “I SAID TIE UP THE GUARD AND OPEN THE SAFE, NOT TIE UP THE SAFE AND LEAVE THE GUARD!”
