An Australian tour guide was showing a group of American tourists the North West. On their way to the Kimberley he was describing the abilities of the Australian Aborigine to track man or beast over land, through the air, under the sea.
The Americans were incredulous.
Later in the day, the tour rounded a bend on the highway and discovered, lying in the middle of the road, an Aborigine.
He had one ear pressed to the white line whilst his left leg was held high in the air. The tour stopped and the guide and the tourists gathered around the prostrate Aborigine.
"Jacky," said the tour guide,"what are you tracking and what are you listening for?"
The aborigine replied,
"Down the road about 25 miles is a 1971 Baliant Ute. It's a red one.. The left pront tyre is bald.
The pront end is out of whack, and him got bloody dents in every panel..
There are 9 black fellas in the back, all drinking warm sherry.
There are 3 kangaroos on the roof rack and 6 dogs on the front seat."
The American tourists moved forward, astounded by this precise and detailed knowledge.
"God man, how do you know all that?," asked one.
The Aborigine replied......... I fell out off the pucken thing about half an hour ago!".
Briha
