Wiremu, a New Zealander, was in Australia to watch the upcoming Rugby World Cup and was not feeling well, so he decided to see a doctor.

"Hey doc, I dun't feel so good, eh" said Wiremu.




The doctor gave him a thorough examination and informed Wiremu that he had long existing and advanced prostate problems and that the only cure was testicular removal.




"No way doc" replied Wiremu "I'm gitting a sicond opinion eh!"




The second Aussie doctor gave Wiremu the same diagnosis and also advised him that testicular removal was the only cure.




Not surprisingly, Wiremu refused the treatment. Wiremu was devastated, but with the Rugby World Cup just around the corner he found an expat Kiwi doctor and decided to get one last opinion from someone he could trust.




The Kiwi doctor examined him and said: "Wiremu Cuzzy Bro, you huv Prostate

suckness eh" "What's the cure thin doc ?" asked Wiremu hoping for a different answer. "Wull, Wiremu", said the Kiwi doctor "Wi'regonna huv

to cut off your balls."




"Phuk, thunk god for thut!" said Wiremu, "those Aussie bustards wanted to take my test tickets off me!"

I laughed so much I started to cry...

Very funny!

Greeeephon! Greeeat joke Maeete!

Excellent

Now that's funny.

Geeday Grief,

Ged wen meat.

See we can speak Ozzie.

Happy Hunting

Hamish

With gryph heading this way shortly, I think I've just seen his kiwi nickname.

Some times we use a bit of gaffer tape to keep the snakes mouth shut before we put them in Kiwi and Irishmen`s sleeping bags....get the hint gently Shanks sometimes we dont!

For when you come over here cobber haha.