A ventriloquist is touring Norway and puts on a show in a small fishing town. With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blonde jokes.
Suddenly, a blonde woman in the fourth row stands on her chair and starts shouting, “I’ve heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes. What makes you think you can stereotype Norwegian blonde women that way? What does the color of a woman’s hair have to do with her worth as a human being? Its men like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in the community, and from reaching our full potential as people. It’s people like you that make others think that all blondes are dumb! You and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but women in general, pathetically all in the name of humor!”
The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologize, and the blonde interrupts him yelling, “You stay out of this! I’m talking to that little twerp on your lap.”
Just for the record, I have always been a blonde. I have a sense of humor and still think blonde jokes are funny. I am convinced they are written by brunettes…after all, they have nothing else to do on Saturday nights.
