Shucks, spoil all my fun why dontcha :pQuote:
Originally Posted by Johnsy
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Shucks, spoil all my fun why dontcha :pQuote:
Originally Posted by Johnsy
Business opportunity here. Who wants to be a partner in a large brown paper bag shop in the Isa? We will need a measuring gauge to determine whether the client is one, two, or three bags. For a rating over three, the scale changes to bottles of rum.
Unless of course the multiple bags are required for multiple body parts or additional heads, in which case eitherQuote:
Originally Posted by Brian Hjelm
A- the Rum scale should be immediately applied, or;
B- the rum scale has already been applied in excess resulting in double or blurred vision.
Obviously the brown paper bags are for the newly arrived ladies, and the bottles of rum are for the male residents of Mt. Isa.
AAAWWWW you guys are just terrible
:TakeABow:
Mrs ho har:angel:
There is actually an intermediate scale using the calibration of schooners of heavy. As the Mayor has specifically requested beauty disadvantaged ladies then I feel we can dispense with the intermediate scale and go directly from a three bag head to the lower point of the bottles of rum scale.
Mt Isa, where men are men, and horses wont turn their backs on them. :p:p:p
Marshall Boyd's pub used to have a back bar and lounge for the indigenous folk. The tables and chairs were bolted to the floor. Marshall actually told his bar manager to chuck out then senator, Neville Bonner, and then permanent head of a Commonwealth department, Charles Perkins, with an ABC film crew in attendance, because he didn't allow c++ns in the public bar. The Isa has changed a bit since then. Still a bloody grotty town in the midst of some of the best outback drives in Oz. Probably still got Finns drinking themselves to death on pots of straight Bacardi and knifing each other with puukos. I remember Angus Campbell and a police sergeant fighting themselves to a standstill in the street outside the Argent. Don't remember Angus losing a fight and some were pretty bloody. Ernie Batho and his business partner, Les Meszaros (both old SS men) having a gunfight in the street late at night fuelled by Korn. They did this again in Ferry Road, Southport. Contract miners drinking in the Argent and leaving all coin change as tips. The Cloncurry road being so bad that the line haul trucks went through Boulia and Winton rather than use it. Caravans being reduced to chips and axles on the Cloncurry road.
my god i think we are passing through there!! on the way up north, and planned to have a day there!! maybe we should stop at the next town.........:D
Take a few bags if you do stop in. :pQuote:
Originally Posted by dullbird
Cook used beads and blankets, ... :D