a young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he’s doing a show in a small town in arkansas.with his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumd 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 woman that way? what does the color of a person’s hair have to do with her worth as a human being? it’s guy’s like you who keep woman 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 woman 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 (zb) on your knee.
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