A blonde went to the appliance store sale and found a bargain.
“I would like to buy this TV,” she told the salesman.
“Sorry, we don’t sell to blondes,” he replied.
She hurried home, dyed her hair brown, came back the next day, and said:
“I’d like to buy this TV, please.”
The salesman looked at her and said again,
“Sorry, we don’t sell to blondes.”
Frustrated, she asked,
“How did you know I’m a blonde now?”
He replied:
“Because that’s a microwave.”
The chamber went silent after the final tally flashed on the board. Applause broke out on one side, fury on the other, and the words that followed…
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