Seeing as no.2 son is off to OZ for at least 6 months next week:
An Australian ventriloquist, visiting New Zealand, walks into a small
town and sees a local sitting on his porch, patting his dog. He figures
he'll have a little fun.
Ventriloquist: "G'day Mate! Good looking dog. Mind if I speak to
him?"
Kiwi: "The dog doesn't talk, you stupid Aussie."
Ventriloquist: "Hey dog, how's it going old mate?"
Dog: "Doin' all right."
Kiwi: (look of extreme shock.)
Ventriloquist: "Is this Kiwi your owner?" (pointing at Kiwi.)
Dog: "Yep."
Ventriloquist: "How does he treat you?"
Dog: "Real good - he walks me twice a day and feeds me great tucker."
Kiwi: (look of utter disbelief.)
Ventriloquist: "Mind if I talk to your horse?"
Kiwi: "Uh, the horse doesn't talk either .. I think."
Ventriloquist: "Hey horse, how's it going?"
Horse: "Cool."
Kiwi: (absolutely dumbfounded.)
Ventriloquist: "Is this your owner?" (pointing at Kiwi.)
Horse: "Yep."
Ventriloquist: "How does he treat you?"
Horse: "Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regular, brushes
me down often and keeps me in a barn to protect me from the elements."
Kiwi: (total look of amazement.)
Ventriloquist: "Mind if I talk to your sheep?"
Kiwi: "The sheep's a f--king liar!!!"
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