. . . Are at it again. (Dude, I could write a whole blog on Australia.)
Thanks to Dave Barry's Blog, I am kept dutifully informed on this breaking story. How come when I was a newspaper journalist, I never got to write headlines like this: "Spider-Hunting Nudist Ends with Ring of Fire"? Of course, I might have added as a subhead "And it Burns, Burns, Burns" but that's just me.
My comments on this story:
A) Reason one million and five why 56-year olds shouldn't be nudists. (I'd go through reasons one through one million and four, but it seems so obvious. )
B) When in Australia, LEAVE THE SPIDERS ALONE! If they don't bite and kill you, they'll burn your ass.
C) I'm guessing the spider is alive and well and laughing.
D) I guess it's not a Darwin Award unless they die?
Oh, but don't be disappointed folks. I'm not going to leave you with one wacky Aussie story, I'm going to leave you with TWO wacky Aussie stories. (Damn, I want to move here. Not only is it beautiful, but I'm like a rocket scientist there.)
If you need to ask where Uluru is, you're nowhere near it. You can see this thing from 30 miles away for Pete's sake. Of course, beer goggling Uluru is quite the past-time as I understand things. Tee hee.
Reminds me of when I'm in DC, and people earnestly ask me where the monument is.
"See that phalic white pointy thing over there?"
"Walk up there and take a left."
Tags: Australia, Australian news, humor