maandag 3 december 2007

The Big Fat Book of Aussie Jokes

by Sascha

Afgelopen weekend zijn we bij BigW gaan kijken voor de kerstinkopen. Ja, het is nog niet eens Sinterklaas geweest maar toch moeten we al aan de kerstinkopen denken. Aanstaande woensdag (5 december) wordt er bij mij op het werk aan "Secret Santa" gedaan (lootje trekken) en daar moesten we natuurlijk nog het een en ander voor halen.

Tijdens onze zoektoch door BigW kwamen we een bijzonder aardig boek tegen. The Big Fat Book of Aussie Jokes- Warren Fahey. Carola kon dat boek natuurlijk niet laten liggen. En daarom zit ik het nu thuis door te bladeren. Tijdens het doorbladeren kwam ik toch wel een hele aardige beschijving van Australie tegen die ik jullie niet wil onthouden.


God's own country
In the beginning God created day and night. He created day for footy matches,
going to the beach and barbecues. He created night for going prawning, sleeping
and barbecues. God saw that it was good.

Evening came and morning came and it was the Second Day.

On the Second Day God created water - for surfing, swimming and barbecues on
the beach. God saw that it was good.

Evening came and morning came and it was the Third Day.

On the Third Day God created the earth to bring forth plants, to provide
tobacco, malt and yeast for beer and wood for barbecues. God saw that it was
good.

Evening came and morning came and it was the Fourth Day.

On the Fourth Day God created animals and crustaceans for chops,
sausages, steak and prawns for barbecues. God saw that it was
good.

Evening came and morning came and it was the Fifth Day.

On the Fifth Day God created a bloke - to go to the footy, enjoy the
beach, drink the beer and eat the meat and prawns at barbecues. God saw
that it was good.

Evening came and morning came and it was the Sixth Day.

On the Sixth Day God saw that this bloke was lonely and needed someone to go to
the footy, surf, drink beer, eat and stand around the barbecue with. So God
created mates, and God saw that they were good blokes. God saw that it was
good.

Evening came and morning came and it was the Seventh Day.

On the Seventh Day God saw that the blokes were tired and needed a so God
created sheilas - to clean the house, carry children, wash, cook and clean the
barbecue. And all was good.

Evening came and it was the end of the Seventh Day.

God sighed, looked around at the twinkling barbecue fires, heard the hiss of
opening beer cans and the raucous laughter of all the blokes and sheilas, smelt
the aroma of grilled chops and sizzling prawns, and God saw that it was not just
good, it was better than that, it was bloody good.

It was Australia!