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My grandmother was a ginger. She had four children, (no red heads)and, from them 35 (not a typo!)grandchildren. Of us 35, there are two carrots. Now, in the next generation, there are (sorry, I'm still counting)....18 carrots, 2 auburn, and 4 strawberries. I'd include the blonds and brunettes, but I've run out of fingers and toes. Sorry.
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My grandmother was a ginger. She had four children, (no red heads)and, from them 35 (not a typo!)grandchildren. Of us 35, there are two carrots. Now, in the next generation, there are (sorry, I'm still counting)....18 carrots, 2 auburn, and 4 strawberries. I'd include the blonds and brunettes, but I've run out of fingers and toes. Sorry.
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Haha- carrots. I HADN'T heard that one before! Sorry, it doesn't take much to amuse me!
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Many years ago when I worked as a bartender, being blonde, everyone felt obligated to tell me every blonde joke they'd ever heard.
First, you've really just got to do your best duck impression (let it all roll off your back!) Then you can tell them this one:
What's black and brown and blue? A brunette that's told one too many blonde jokes!
Sorry - I've had times when I'll do something brilliant - look for my reading glasses while they are on my head - and I'll comment that - '...I think I just got blonder...'
Shoot - it's better than admitting to a senior moment! Besides, when someone does pull a classic airhead move and they are blonde to boot - it's funny!!
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That's exactly how my co-worker is (the natural blonde that tells great blonde jokes)! Needless to say, not all blondes are upset by "blonde jokes." But I do understand why so many are.
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I grew up in south Texas and I can tell you, the reason people went to supermarkets was only because in the summer it was air conditioned. Most homes and shops weren't. But at the supermarket, you could take the kids and stroll up and down the aisles in that nice cool building and take all the time you wanted! LOL - it's true! Mom used to take me to the store every day in the summer before I was old enough to go to school.
But back on topic - Everyone, no matter how educated and/or smart I think they are, gets a "yuk" face when they discover the possibility I could be getting fertilized eggs from my hens. One said it was like eating "an abortion" and that wasn't the silliest thing I heard. Even the most reasonable are turned off by the idea, even if intellectually they know they'd never be able to tell the difference. Maybe that's not nearly as dumb as the other things posted but I just can't believe how many people think they might crack open a fertilized egg and have a half formed baby chick fall out.