A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs: and one night he's doing a show in a small town.
With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blonde
jokes when a blonde in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts shouting:
"I've heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes. What makes youthink 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? 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 kindcontinue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but, women in general, and all in the name of humor!"
The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologize, and the blonde yells,
"You stay out of this, mister! I'm talking to that little bastard on your knee.
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