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Men will cease to be fools only when they cease to be men.


Here is a monkey - a Japanese Macaque to be precise - with a lemonade Icy Pole. Most probably, this monkey has venereal disease. As soon as I tell you that, you will know that we must be in Launceston!

Launceston is an interesting city, it's record-breaking in many ways: Launceston was the location of the first use of anaesthetic in the Southern Hemisphere; it was the first Australian city to have underground sewers; the first Australian city to be lit by hydroelectricity; it is widely recognised as the "blockie" capital of Australia; and last (but certainly not least), it has the highest parentage of VD-infected Japanese Macaque monkeys living within its municipal boundaries.

Take a bow Launceston!

Comments

Roddy said…
Would the blockies have anything to do with their one way streets? When I first drove to Launceston way back in the late 70's, I couldn't find the way out. Round and round we went. Obviously I eventually found where you turn left,instead of right.
Priyanka Khot said…
i agree with the quote.
Sue said…
Obviously the monkey with the icy pole agrees with your most loved food list. I hope that your prognostication that he has venereal disease is not linked to the icy pole. Or must I assume that you are riddled with the dreaded STD also because you like to consume icy poles???
If there is so much VD in Launceston (due to icy pole eating monkeys)...shouldn't you have ended your post with...."Take an antibiotic Launceston!" hehehe
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, there is not much else to do...
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, it is hard to be a man in 2009.
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, they are filthy monkeys.

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