Inner voice: “No Doug, don’t post it!”
Another inner voice: “Aw, go ahead, Doug! It’s your blog, do as you please!”
Me: “Well…Okay…”
Once upon a time, a blonde became so sick of hearing blonde jokes that she had her hair cut and dyed brown. A few days later, while driving around the countryside, she stopped her car to let a flock of sheep pass.
Admiring the cute wooly creatures, she asked the shepherd, “If I can guess how many sheep you have, can I take one?”
The shepherd, dubious but always the gentleman, replied, “Why sure, little lady!”
The blonde thought for a moment and, for no discernible reason, said “352.”
That being the correct number, the shepherd was understandably amazed and exclaimed, “You’re right! Okay, I’ll keep to my end of the bargain. Take your pick of my flock.” The blonde carefully considered the entire flock and finally picked the one that was by far cuter and more playful than any of the others.
The shepherd then turned to her and said, “Okay, now I have a proposition for you. If I can guess your natural hair color, can I have my dog back..?”
(I always listen to my inner voices.)