A blonde went to the appliance store sale

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, came back again and told thesalesman, ”I would like to buy this TV.”

”Sorry we don’t sell to blondes, ” he replied. ”Darn, he recognized me, ” she thought. She went for a complete disguise this time.

A new haircut and newcolor, a new outfit, and big sunglasses. Then she waited a few days before she again approached the salesman. ”I would like to buy this TV, ” she told the salesman.

” Sorry we don’t sell to blondes, ” he replied. Frustrated, she exclaimed, ”How do you know I’m a blonde?”

”Because that’s a microwave, ” he replied.

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