In order to prove that not allblondes were stupid, she spent a couple of days studying a United States mapand memorized all the capitols for all the states.

The next time she was witha group of people, someone started telling a blonde joke.

"Hey", she said, "not all blondes are stupid and I can prove it. Givethe name of any state and I'll tell you it's capitol."

"Vermont," someone called out.

"V," she replied with a smile.

I got in line withthis blonde cashier, paid for my groceries and commented to the teenage boybagging my purchases that I really look forward to California because thefruit is so much better than the stuff on the East Coast.

He smiled andnodded, and I picked up my bag and left.

A few minutes later my boss, who was behind me in line, came out andrelated the following story:

The young Mexican boy who was bagging asked "Where's the East Coast?"

Replied the blonde checkout girl, with her nose in the air, "You know, theEast coast. Out east, by the Atlantic Ocean."

"Oh, I see. What are some of the states?"

The blonde, who seemed to be getting frustrated at having to deal withsuch an ignorant person, replied in a really condescending tone, "You know,New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Long Island...."

She was rushed to the hospital with blood pouring from her head and face.

Once at the hospital she clamped her hands to her face and began to scream"I'm blind. I'm blind. Fetch me a doctor quick."

A doctor was summoned andquickly deduced that it was the blood from her wounds which were blocking hervision and he tried to reassure her to this effect.

She, however, insisted,continuing to shout. "I'm blind f'chris'sake. I'm blind.

The doctor priedaway her hands from her face and began to wash away the blood from her eyes.

When he had removed what he considered enough, he stood back and said "Howmany fingers do I have up?"

The call girl thought for a few seconds then a look of horror spreadacross her face. "Oh God!" she exclaimed. "I'm paralyzed too!"