An Aussie walks into a  pub and takes a seat next to a very attractive  woman.  

He  gives her a quick glance then casually looks at his watch for a  moment.
The woman notices this and asks, 'Is your date  running late?' 

'No',  he replies,'I just got this state-of the-art watch, and I was just  testing it..'
The  intrigued woman says, 'a state-of-the-art  watch? ''What's  so special about it?'
The Aussie                                  explains,  'It uses alpha waves to talk to me  telepathically.'
The  lady says, 'What's it telling you now?'

Well, it says  you're not wearing any panties.'
The  woman giggles and replies
'Well  it must be broken because I am wearing  panties!'
The Aussie smiles, taps his watch  and says,
'  Bloody thing's an hour  fast!'

 

 


 


 

 



 

 

Thanx gen Y..

Id like to remind people of the Official Backyard cricket rules.Seeing there would be more skill in an urban backyard, than was at the MCG the other night!! 

If you stick to these you wont have any troubles...

STANDARD BACKYARD CRICKET RULES

Can't Get Out First Ball : Curious rule introduced to give the token unco bastard a reprieve. Smart-arse batsmen use it to hone their reverse sweep - which becomes interesting when smart-arse bowlers use it to hone their beamer.

Caught Behind : Since no-one has the desire or the reflexes to stand in the slips cordon, an edge onto the back fence constitutes instant dismissal. Has signalled the death of the late cut.

One Hand, One Bounce : This popular innovation (When a fielder can dismiss a batsman by catching the ball in one hand on the first bounce)is essential to the very fabric of the sport. Importantly, it means a game can be organised with a minimum of players. More importantly, it means you don't have to put your beer down.

No LBW : When no umpires are available (or trustworthy), the only option is to can the LBW rule altogether, ensuring cagey batsmen shuffle across the crease as if test driving a Zimmer frame.

Six And Out (Then Fetch It) : Introduced to combat space and energy restrictions. It's rumoured to have been initiated by a hapless bowler living alongside a pack of Rottweilers.

ESSENTIAL ITEMS -

Esky : Strategically placed at the bowler's end, the esky is the shrine, the fuel, the Richie Benaud of backyard cricket - because it holds the beer.

Balls : A minimum of 3 tennis balls is advised, as there's always some pissed smart-arse who delights in tonking them over the fence. Advanced exponents use electrical tape around half the ball to give it more swing than Austin Powers.

Dog : Preferable of Kelpie or Heeler extraction, so it can field every ball, including those that dissapear under the house or thorny bushes. The downside is that they produce more slobber than a 14 year old male Penthouse reader. The upside is the dog will sleep for 3 days straight afterwards.

Rubbish Bin : It would be nice to think you can clean up your own mess, but in reality the bin makes a perfect set of stumps.

Bat : Boasting multiple scratches and dents, and no grip left on the handle, it's usually of 1980's vintage, with a fake signature of Allan Border or Merv Hughes providing added backyard cult status.

CODE OF ETHICS -

Stumps : The game draws to a close when,
a) your pissed host finally cooks the snags after the barbie has run out of gas,
b) Macca hits the last ball onto the road and it dissapears down the drain, or
c) your girlfriend cracks the shits and wants to go home because you "become a bastard" when you hang around with your mates.

Flower Damage : Any respectful male will cringe and help hide the fact that you have just topped your girlfriend's petunias. Somehow, the universal threat of a week-long drought bonds the male species.

Spilt Beer : Ideally, the offending batsman should apologise profusely and offer to replace the vanquished stubbie. Fat Chance. The feat prompts shitloads of laughter, and the usually triumphant "Get me one while you're at it!"

No Running Between Wickets : Every backyard cricket specialist should know this phrase, "The words fun and run don't go together." Just ask Arjuna Ranatunga. Besides, how the f#$ck are you supposed to run in thongs?

Courtesy Call : Always invite the chicks to have a bat. They usually say no, but on the odd occasion, they do take a grip of the willow. You can bowl a couple of dollies to her so she can hit before ending this freakish sideshow with a yorker. Most chicks hold a bat as if they're chopping wood. And they can't handle yorkers.

simple dan is at the bar with one of his mates mick.

"mick, why is it that i just cant get a root these days? i cant even strike up conversation with a chick anymore". "its simple dan", replies mick. "you just got to get their attention first, you know, say something witty, then follow on with conversation. here, watch this."

mick slides along the bar to a pretty young thing, goes right up to her and says "tickle your arse with a feather?" the chick spits her drink into her glass, and says "what the hell did you just say?!" mick replies "i said, particularly nasty weather." "oh", the chick answers, slightly embarrased. "I thought you said something else. how are you anyway...."

after 5 mins of flirting  and chatting, mick returns to dan. "see mate, thats how you do it. give it a try on that bird there."  dan slides the other way down the bar to a different girl.

"JAM A FEATHER UP YOUR ARSE."  he says to her. she also spits her drink back into her glass and says "wtf did you just say to me?" " AH, CUNT OF A DAY ISNT IT?" 

hahaha

gold scotto

absolute gold

Haha nice one scotto

A man was sitting on a blanket at the beach. He had no arms and no legs.

A man joins the navy and is shipped out immediately to an aircraft carrier in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. The captain is showing the new recruit around the ship, when the recruit asks the captain what the sailors do to satisfy their urges when they're at sea for so long. "Let me show you," says the captain.

He takes the recruit down to the rear of the ship where there's a solitary barrel with a hole in it. "This'll be the best sex you'll ever have. Go ahead and try it, and I'll give you some privacy."

The recruit doesn't quite believe it, but he decides to try it anyway.

After he finishes up, the captain returns.

"Wow! That was the best sex I've ever had! I want to do it every day!"

"Fine. You can do it every day except for Thursday."

"Why not Thursday?"

"That's your day in the barrel."