blondes and boats

There's this blonde, highly successful, high profile lawyer for a prominent firm speciallising in corporate and international law... she's due to do over a merger with a high powered magnate but finds at the last minute that he is out the back of burke at his property. So into the car and away she drives.

Halfway to Nyngen she looks off to the left and theres another blond sittin in the middle fo nowhere in a dingy rowing like stink and achieving nothing mut a massive cloud of dust.

Now, our heroine has no time for dumb blondes at the best of times but this takes the cake. She pulls over, gets out and hells at her nemesis "what the firetruck do you think your playing at?"

The reply comes back "I have to get home in ahurry and this is my only means of transport", to which our heroine replies "You stupid dumb lame excuse for a woman, I cant stand you idiot blondes and your lamebrained behavior, You give the rest of us blondes a bad name and if I could swim Id come out there and slap you silly!"