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wombat2u2004
........and a bunch of your mates tried to fish a tequilla worm out of a bottle of cheap imported Mexican plonk. Tell us about it Wombat"
"Well gang, I'll tell ya'all.' Said Wombat 'There we were, me, me mate Bruce, and some sheila by the name of Pinabullana (yeah folks, she was Aboriginal), sitting in the pub one day. The sheila made a bet with me and Bruce that she could get the worm out of the bottle quicker than we could. Me and me mate Bruce tried and tried to remove the worm from that bottle of evil elixer, but to no avail.
We tried everything, even Fong Whoflungdung (the Chinese cook) gave us a lend of his own chopsticks....but no....every time we had that little sucker cornered, he would escape. After about two hours of this, the sheila had had enough, and said it was her turn. Before we could bat an eyelid, the sheila grabbed the bottle, and smashed it over her own head, and in one swift move she caught the worm between her teeth and gulped it straight down."
Me and Bruce sat their flabbergasted. I said to her 'how did you do that?' The sheila replied 'Well for a starters, I never sat there and picked my nose like you and your mate did for tha last two hours, and I have won the bet, so pay up.' Just then, much to me and Bruce's amazement, the sheila starts to sway and stumble around the pub, and all of a sudden she fell flat on her face out the door. 'I'll be buggered' Bruce said. 'Crikey' I said. And then a bunch of Aboriginal guys all dressed up in kangarro skins and feathers arrived (I think they were witchdoctors) and they carried her away. That's when I said to me mate Bruce 'Bruce, you can put the cigarettes away now, looks like we won't have to give her that smoke she won.' And that's the end of the story folks."
"Wom' Said Bill. 'That story is great, tell us another one"
"Ok' Said Wom 'but first we should listen to a story from Grand Chester"
"Oh I've got a great story' Said Grand Chester 'Once upon a time..........
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