She was on her way to a work conference, driving through Arkansas.
As she’s cruising along she comes across a farm and out in the middle of the field is a blonde in a rowboat, surrounded by cows, rowing like mad and going nowhere.
She’s pissed. She pulls over and jumps out of her car, runs up to the fence, and begins shouting.
“I don’t know who the hell you are, but you’re giving all of us blondes a bad name. If I could swim, I’d come over there and kick your ass!”