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The son of a cow cocky (farmer) from outback Queensland leaves the country life, and goes off to study Law at university.

 

Barely half way through the semester, he has blown all of his money on the high city life.

 

 

 

He calls home. 'Dad, you won't believe what modern education is developing. They actually have a program here in Brisbane Uni that will teach a dog how to talk.'

 

 

 

'Bloody amazing!' his Dad says. 'Could we get Ol' Blue into the programme?'

 

 

 

'No worries Dad, just send him down here with a couple of grand,' the young jackaroo says, 'I'll get him into the course.'

 

 

 

So the father sends down the dog and $2,000.

 

 

 

About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out. The boy calls home. 'So how's Ol' Blue doing, son?' his father wants to know.

 

 

 

'Awesome Dad! He'd talk ya bloody head off. But you just won't believe this. He's such a brilliant talker, they'd like him to have a go in the reading class!'

 

 

 

'Read?' exclaims his father. 'No kidding! Jeez, I always knew that was one smart dog. Can you get Ol' Blue into that programme?'

 

 

 

'Just send $4,500. He's as good as in.'

 

 

 

As quick as the money arrives, it is spent.

 

 

 

At the end of the term the young bloke realises he has a problem..........When he goes home for the holidays, his father will find out the dog can neither talk nor read. So on the way home he stops and shoots the dog.

 

 

 

When he arrives home his father is all excited. 'Where's Ol' Blue? I just can't wait to talk with him and see him read something!'

 

 

 

'Dad,' the boy says, 'It all had a bad outcome. Yesterday morning, just before we left to drive up here, Ol' Blue was in the living room reading the Wall Street Journal. Out of nowhere he turned to me and asked, 'So, is your dad still fooling around with that little redhead barmaid from the pub behind yer mum's back?''

 

 

 

The father groans and whispers, 'I'll have to shoot that b*stard before he blabs to your Mother!'

 

 

 

'I already did, Dad!'

 

 

 

'Good boy! Thanks son'.

 

 

 

The kid went on to be a very successful lawyer.

 

 

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006_laugh.gif.0f7b82c13a0ec29502c5fb56c616f069.gif006_laugh.gif.d4257c62d3c07cda468378b239946970.gif:thumb_up: very good. I take it that young lawyer learnt a bit more about billing as he went along, I mean only $6,500, really and he didn't even charge for the phone calls or receiving the money!
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No more post on this subject thanks Darky, you might send us a bill 049_sad.gif.af5e5c0993af131d9c5bfe880fbbc2a0.gif049_sad.gif.cfa4f274d7bd070bd6a24b809e8799ba.gif049_sad.gif.af5e5c0993af131d9c5bfe880fbbc2a0.gif

 

Hopefully your post was pro bono question.gif.c2f6860684cbd9834a97934921df4bcb.gif:thumb_up:

 

 

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Ah but Bono became a politician (Sonny for those too young). His wife Cher was the pro. She later came to sit on large cannon entertaining sailors in skimpy outfits.

 

Interesting that cher is French for expensive.

 

So we all know where the real money is.

 

 

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Where do you find sailors in skimpy outfits? And do they appeal to you?

 

 

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Where do you find sailors in skimpy outfits? And do they appeal to you?

"Hello Honky Tonk.(respectfully said).

 

Not for me personally, because when they come ashore, they believe in love at first site, beit the first vacant doorway, or even a building site.

 

I like my comforts" ;)

 

 

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