BillyWhizz888
04-08-2006, 11:00 AM
John Howard called Peter Costello into his office one day and said, "Peter
I have a great idea! We are going to go all out to win the country
voters."
"Good idea PM, how will we go about it?" said Costello.
"Well," said Howard, "we'll get ourselves one of those Driza Bone coats,
some RM Williams boots, a stick and an Akubra hat, oh and a Blue Cattle
dog. Then we'll really look the part. We'll go to a typical old outback
country pub, we'll show them that we really at home there."
"Right PM," said Costello.
Days later, all kitted out and with the requisite Blue heeler, they set
off from Canberrain a westerly direction. Eventually they arrived at just
the place they were looking for and found a typical outback pub, walked in
with the dog and up to the bar.
"G'day mate," said Howard, to the bartender, "two middies of your best
beer."
"Good afternoon Prime Minister," said the bartender, "two middies of our
best coming up".
Howard and Costello stood leaning on the bar drinking their beer and
chatting, nodding now and again to those who came into the bar for a
drink.
The dog lay quietly at their feet. All of a sudden, the door from the
adjacent bar opened and in came a grizzled old stockman, complete with
stockwhip. He walked up to the Cattle dog, lifted its tail with the whip
and looked underneath, shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the other
bar.
A few moments later, in came another old stockman with his whip. He walked
up to the dog, lifted its tail, looked underneath, scratched his head and
went back to the other bar. Over the course of the next hour or so,
another four or five stockman came in, lifted the dog's tail and went away
looking puzzled.
Eventually, Howard and Costello could stand it no longer and called the
Barman over. "Tell me," said Howard, "why did all those old stockmen come
in and look under the dog's tail like that? Is it an old outback custom?"
"Strewth no!" said the barman. "It's just that someone went in and told
them that there was a Cattle dog in this bar with two arseholes!"
I have a great idea! We are going to go all out to win the country
voters."
"Good idea PM, how will we go about it?" said Costello.
"Well," said Howard, "we'll get ourselves one of those Driza Bone coats,
some RM Williams boots, a stick and an Akubra hat, oh and a Blue Cattle
dog. Then we'll really look the part. We'll go to a typical old outback
country pub, we'll show them that we really at home there."
"Right PM," said Costello.
Days later, all kitted out and with the requisite Blue heeler, they set
off from Canberrain a westerly direction. Eventually they arrived at just
the place they were looking for and found a typical outback pub, walked in
with the dog and up to the bar.
"G'day mate," said Howard, to the bartender, "two middies of your best
beer."
"Good afternoon Prime Minister," said the bartender, "two middies of our
best coming up".
Howard and Costello stood leaning on the bar drinking their beer and
chatting, nodding now and again to those who came into the bar for a
drink.
The dog lay quietly at their feet. All of a sudden, the door from the
adjacent bar opened and in came a grizzled old stockman, complete with
stockwhip. He walked up to the Cattle dog, lifted its tail with the whip
and looked underneath, shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the other
bar.
A few moments later, in came another old stockman with his whip. He walked
up to the dog, lifted its tail, looked underneath, scratched his head and
went back to the other bar. Over the course of the next hour or so,
another four or five stockman came in, lifted the dog's tail and went away
looking puzzled.
Eventually, Howard and Costello could stand it no longer and called the
Barman over. "Tell me," said Howard, "why did all those old stockmen come
in and look under the dog's tail like that? Is it an old outback custom?"
"Strewth no!" said the barman. "It's just that someone went in and told
them that there was a Cattle dog in this bar with two arseholes!"