Carry Pine
3rd January 2008, 09:10 PM
A bloke 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 fella 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 and 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 and 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 Collingwood player, a cane toad, a politician, or anything in radiata pine."
(More astute readers will have noticed that I have substituted certain items in this joke so as not to offend people's race, religion or other preferences)
CP
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 fella 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 and 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 and 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 Collingwood player, a cane toad, a politician, or anything in radiata pine."
(More astute readers will have noticed that I have substituted certain items in this joke so as not to offend people's race, religion or other preferences)
CP