Friday, September 09, 2005

Knackers & Family

I'm being lazy today... I'm at work, there's a million rugrats milling around for some dance festival and I desperately want to get the peeps into the theatre for Edmond and finish up so I can head over to the pub for AJ's farewell drinks (she left the company months ago but they've only just realised she was due a proper farewell... typical of the TWOD).

My friend Carmen sent me this joke today. I laughed.

If you're a Collingwood supporter you'll be offended. But I think its highly unlikely any Collingwood supporters will be reading this blog since I don't know any Collingwood supporters, let alone have them as friends.

If you support any other AFL team though you may laugh as much as I did.

Here goes...

A family of Collingwood supporters head out one Saturday morning to do their Christmas shoplifting.

While in Rebel Sports the son picks up an Eagles footy jumper and says to his 10 year old sister, "Hey mole, I've decided to become an Eagles supporter and I want this for Christmas."

His sister, outraged by this, promptly wacks him around the head with her carton of Winfield's and says, "Shit head, go talk to mum."

Off goes the little lad with the Eagles jumper stuffed up his Miller shirt and finds his mum.

"Mum?" "Yes son?" "I've decided I'm going to be a Eagles supporter and I want this jumper for Christmas."

The mother is outraged at this and throws her moccasins and a full stubbie of VB at him, smacks him in the gob and says "Let's go talk to your father!"

Off they go to the prison during visiting hours, with footy jumper in hand, and find Moose, his toothless tattooed father.

"Dad?" "Yes, Knackers?" "I've decided I'm going to be a Eagles supporter and I want this jumper for Christmas."

Moose goes berserk and gives his son an almighty backhander and says, "No bastard of mine is ever going to be seen wearing that shit!" and then kicks his arse from one end of the rec-room to the other, just for good measure.

About half an hour later they're all back in the old Torana and heading towards home. The mother turns to her son and says, "Knackers, have you learned something today?" The son says "Shit, I bloody well have!" "Good Knackers, what is it?"

The son replies, "I've only been an Eagles supporter for an hour, and already I hate you Collingwood pricks."

Go Cats. Knock those Swans off their perch.

Go Crows. Beat the s**t out of Port.

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