There was a typical blond.

There was a typical blond. She had long, blonde hair, blue eyes, and she was sick of all the blonde jokes. One day she decided to get makeover. She cut and dyed her hair brunette and went driving down a country road, searching for someone who would appreciate her for her intelligence. When she came across a herd of sheep, she stopped and called the shepherd over. That's a nice flock of sheep, she said. Well thank you, said the herder. Tell you what, I have a proposition for you, said the woman. If I can guess the exact number of sheep in your flock, can I take one home? Sure, agreed the Shepherd. So the girl sat up and looked at the herd for a second and then replied: 382. Wow, said the shepherd. That is exactly right. Go ahead and pick out the sheep you want to take home. So the woman went and picked one out and put it in her car. Then the herder said: Okay, now I have a proposition for you. If I can guess the real colour of your hair, can I have my dog back?