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An oldie, but still a chuckle...

A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he's doing a show in a
small club in a small town in Arkansas.

With his dummy on his knee, he's going through his usual dumb blonde jokes
when a blonde woman in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts shouting:
"I've heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes. What makes you think you can
stereotype women that way? What does the color of a person's hair have to do
with her worth as a human being?"

Before the ventriloquist could get a word in edgewise, she continued her rant:
"It's guys like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and
in the community and from reaching our full potential as a person... because
you and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against, not only
blondes, but women in general... and all in the name of humor!"

The ventriloquist is embarrassed and begins to apologize, when the blonde now
yells, "You stay out of this, mister! I'm talking to that little basterd on your knee!"
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