A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he's
doing ashow in a small club in a small town in Arkansas.
With his dummy on hisknee, 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 youcan stereotype women that way? What does
the color of a person's hairhave to do with her worth as a
human being? It's guys like you who keep womenlike 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 toperpetuate discrimination against, not
only blondes, but women in general…and allin the name of
humor!”

The ventriloquist is embarrassed and begins to apologize,
when theblonde yells, “You stay out of this, mister! I'm
talking to that little bastardon your knee!”

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