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Two Crocodiles were sitting at the side of the swamp near Canberra. The smaller one turned to the bigger one and said, "I can't understand how you can be so much bigger 'n me. We're the same age, we was the same size as kids. I just don't get it." "Well," said the big Croc "What you been eatin' cobber?" "Politicians, same as you," replied the small Croc. "Hmm. Well, where do ya catch 'em?" "Down the other side of the swamp near the parkin' lot by Parliament House." "Same here. Hmm. How do you catch 'em?" "Well, I usually crawl up under one of those Commonwealth plate cars and wait for one to unlock the car door. Then I jump out, grab 'em by the leg, shake the shit out of 'em and eat 'em!" "Ah!" says the big Crocodile, "I think I see your problem. You ain't gettin' any real nourishment. See, by the time you get done shakin' the shit out of a Politician, there ain't nothin' left but an arsehole and a briefcase." ________________________ Old enough to know better | ||
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Not bad ! The hunting imperative was part of every man's soul; some denied or suppressed it, others diverted it into less blatantly violent avenues of expression, wielding clubs on the golf course or racquets on the court, substituting a little white ball for the prey of flesh and blood. Wilbur Smith | |||
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Bullshit is the main composition of a politician. | |||
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