A young ventriloquist was doing the clubs in the South East of England, and he was in one club in Essex, telling the usual string of rude Blonde jokes to mostly male audiences.
After one joke, this attractive Blonde woman, looking very angry, stood up and started shouting. “So, you think it’s funny do you? Telling all these rude jokes about blonde women? How do you think it makes us feel eh? Always having to listen to this sort of crap all the time. I’m sick of hearing it!”
The Ventriloquist, flustered, started to apologise, but the blonde interrupted him.
“You stay out of it,” she shouted. “I want to talk to that obnoxious short bastard on your lap!”
As read in an old copy of Nuts.