Found this in Readers Digest, credited to Donald Picton. Part of the fun is how much it applies.
I'm a young guy who hates to cook. She is a beautiful waitress who serves food. Of course I was in love. But even though I frequently ordered out from her restaurant, I figured she didn't know I existed. Then one day, after placing an order, I asked if she needed my name. "Nah," she said. "I remember you from before." Well, now I was on cloud nine, but I quickly fell back to earth when I got my food. Inside the bag was the sales slip. On it she had written, "Cheeseburger, Med. Well - Fries - Lg. Coke - For the nerdy guy with the bad haircut."
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Joachim said:
Nothing obscure about our humour! There are enough Aussies on the list.
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Aussies and Aussies at heart.