The driver looks at her companion, "tell me" she says, "I've had a gut full of all these blond jokes, they're wearing a bit thin, what can we do about those of our ilk who give us a bad name'? Her companion readily agrees, "Yeah Sis, know the feeling well", points to a paddock over yonder, and right there in a middle, is a blond in a rowboat, "you see that" she rages. " "Oh for crying out loud", the driver snorts, "ya reckon we should swim out and tell her off".
