Originally Posted by Brian Hjelm
Along time ago, when it was quite normal and accepted social practice to drink an awful lot of beer & drive home, A friend and I were going home from a merry gathering about 2.00am, & well ****ed. Unbeknown to us a circus was in town.Along Gympie Road I sighted a camel tethered next to the footpath at a park. I kept my counsel, thinking "I am definitely ****ed. I had better cut back. I am seeing things." Half a mile or so towards town, my mate reached across, gave me a poke in the ribs, and very quietly & worriedly said, "Did you see a f-----g camel back there?"