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 blond 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 women that way? What does the colour of a person's hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It's 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. You and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but women in general pathetically all in the name of humour!"
The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologise, and the blonde yells, "You stay out of this! I'm talking to that little shit on your lap!"
With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blond 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 women that way? What does the colour of a person's hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It's 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. You and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but women in general pathetically all in the name of humour!"
The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologise, and the blonde yells, "You stay out of this! I'm talking to that little shit on your lap!"
