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
"Ac...actually," the englishman, terrified, replies, "I'm a
"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!"