Blonde Bombshell

Ima Blonde loved to visit her family, especially during the holidays.
Big problem tho, her family were spread all over the country. That meant a lot of travelling, and to get there in a reasonable time, it meant flying.
She had a couple children up North. Her sister had moved out West. Her son and his wife and children were on the coast.
She loved the time she spent with her family, but she hated flying.
It didn’t matter who told her, or how many times they told her, she was always worried that there may be a bomb on the plane.
She went to the library and read books about how safe it was.
She checked on the internet, and watched the television.
She watched carefully and listened to the stewardess demonstrate all the safety features.
But she still worried herself silly every time a visit was coming up.
The family got together and thought of a way to help her relax about travelling.
The made an appointment with an independent party who did a thorough investigation into the safety of flying.
The appointment well until he asked if she had any questions
"Tell me," she said suspiciously, "what are the chances that someone will have a bomb on a plane?"
He looked through his papers and replied, "There is a chance. But it is a very small chance. Maybe one in five hundred thousand."
She nodded, thought for a moment. Not real good odds in her opinion.
She then asked. "And, what are the odds of two people having a bomb on the same plane?"
Again he checked carefully. Did some calculations. Then answered. "Extremely remote," he said. "About one in a billion."
Ima Blonde nodded and left his office.
From that day and until this one, every time she travels by airoplane, she takes a bomb along with her.