A young jackaroo from outback Queensland goes off to university, but

halfway through the semester he has squandered all of his money.

He calls home.

'Dad,' he says, 'you won't believe what modern education is

developing...they actually have a program here in Brisbane that will teach

our dog Ol' Blue how to talk.'

'That's amazing!' his Dad says. 'How do I get Ol' Blue in that


'Just send him down here with $2,000,' the young jackaroo says, 'I'll

get him in the course.'

So his father sends the dog and $2,000.

About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out.

The boy calls home.

'So how's Ol' Blue doing, son?' his father wants to know.

'Awesome! Dad, he's talking up a storm... But you just won't believe

this. They've had such good results with talking, they've begun to teach the

animals how to read.'

'Read?' exclaims his father. 'No kidding! How do we get Ol' Blue in

that program?'

'Just send $4,500. I'll get him in the class.'

The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem. At the end of

the year, his father will find out the dog can neither talk nor read.

So he shoots the dog. When he arrives home at the end of the year, his

father is all excited.

'Where's Ol' Blue? I just can't wait to talk with him, and see him

read something!'

'Dad,' the boy says, 'I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just

before we left to drive home, Ol' Blue was in the living room, kicked back

in the recliner, reading the Wall Street Journal. Then he suddenly turned to

me and asked, 'So, is your daddy still bonking that little redhead barmaid

at the pub?''

The father groans and whispers, 'I hope you shot that ******* before

he talks to your Mother!'

'I sure did, Dad!'

'That's my boy!'

The kid went on to be a successful lawyer.

.sent to me from Tim Hannam all the way from the Philippines