> *Subject:* The Blizzard and the Blonde
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> It was snowing heavily and blowing to the
point that visibility was
> almost zero when the little Blonde got off
work. She made her way to her
> car and wondered how she was going to
make it home. She sat in her car
> while it warmed up and thought about
her situation. She finally remembered
> her daddy's advice that if she got
caught in a blizzard she should wait for
> a snow-plow to come by and
follow it. That way she would not get stuck in a
> snow drift.
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This made her feel much better and sure enough in a little while a
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snow-plow went by and she started to follow it. As she followed the
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snow-plow she was feeling very smug as they continued and she was not
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having any problem with the blizzard conditions.
> After an hour had
passed, she was somewhat surprised when the snow-plow
> stopped and the
driver got out and came back to her car and signaled for
> her to roll
down her window. The snow-plow driver wanted to know if she was
> alright
as she had been following him for a long time. She said that she
> was
fine and told him of her daddy's advice to follow a snow-plow when
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caught in a blizzard.
> The driver replied that it was OK with him and she
could continue if she
> wanted, but he was done with the Wal-Mart parking
lot, and was going over
> to Sears next.
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> (Oh, how we do "love" our blonds...... and
redheads,
> brunettes, and ect....)
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