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How many sheep do I have?

|There once was a blonde who was very tired of blonde jokes and insults directed at her intelligence.So, she cut and dyed her hair, got a make-over, got in her car, and began driving around in the country.Suddenly, she came to a herd of sheep in the road. She stopped her car and went over to the shepherd who was tending to them.“If I can guess the exact number of sheep here, will you let me have one?“ she asked.The shepherd, thinking this was a pretty safe bet, agreed.“You have 171 sheep,“ said the blonde in triumph.Surprised, the shepherd told her to pick out a sheep of her choice.She looked around for a while and finally found one that she really liked.She picked it up and was petting it when the shepherd walked over to her and asked, „if I can guess your real hair color, will you give me my sheep back?“The blonde thought it was only fair to let him try. „You’re a blonde! Now give me back my dog.“

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