An English taxidermist is sweating his way through the Australian outback when he comes across a bar. He staggers in between the beer swilling locals and, in his well educated voice, asks the bartender, “May I have a gin and tonic, please, my good man.”
One of the locals says to his mates, “Geez, cobbers, what kind of a fucking man?s drink is that?”
Then, turning to the Englishman, “Hey! You! Yes, you, you fucking Pom! Gin and fucking tonic, are you some fucking kind of a poofter or something?”
“Ac…actually”, the englishman, terrified, replies, “I?m a taxidermist.”
“Oh, yeah? And what?s a taxidermist,then?”
“I mount d…d…dead animals.”
“It?s alright, cobbers,” says the local, turning to his mates, “he?s one of us!”
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