A bloke on holidays from the bush walked into a Sydney curio/antique shop.
After looking around for a while, he noticed a very life-like bronze statue of a rat.
It had no price tag, but it was so striking that he decided to buy it anyway.
He took it to the owner and said: "How much is this bronze rat?"
The owner replied: "It's $12 for the rat, and $100 for the story."
The bloke gave the owner his $12 and said: "I'll just take the rat, you can keep the story."
As he walked off down the street, he noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of the sewers and begun following him.
This was a little disconcerting, so he started to walk a little faster, but within a couple of blocks the swarm of rats had grown to hundreds, and they were all squealing and screeching in a very menacing way.
He increased his speed & ran on towards Watson Bay beach, and as he ran, he looked behind him and saw the rats now numbered in their MILLIONS, and they were running faster & faster.
By now very concerned. He ran down to the pier and threw the bronze Rat far out into the water.
Amazingly, the millions of real rats jumped into the water after it and were all drowned.
The man walked back to relate all this to the shop owner, who said : "Ah, you've come back for the story then?"
"No," said the bloke,
"I came back to see if you've got a bronze Muslim Fundamentalist Cleric, a couple of Asians, a homosexual, a Collingwood football supporter and anything Aboriginal. "
5 comments:
NOT PC is almost a requirement for 'funny,' isn't it? This one is perfect, thanks, Kae!
Pleased you liked it, Ms KC.
Did I tell you I was Mrs KC many moons ago?
It was easier for my pre-school kids to say than Miz Karla (it's a Southern thing this Montana girl had to get used to). C is for my maiden name, which I took as a middle name after my father died. Where did yours come from...no longer Mrs?
yes, kc.
Rumour has it that the new concrete installed under the pergola after he disap, er, left hides a gruesome secret.
After he buggered off I took back my maiden name - I had after all used it for 33 years before he came along.
HA! After the first marriage, I took my maiden name back too. Kept it for almost 6 years that time. Hubby still can't figger out why I don't want to be called Grandma Duffy - it's cuz THAT'S HIS MOTHER! Our daughter would never get used to it. So I'm Grandma Karla (unless Kaylee comes up with something else on her own).
You're going to visit next week I see. Regards to her, eh?
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