Two brooms were hanging in the closet and after a while
they got to know each other so well, they decided to get
married. One broom was, of course,
the bride broom and the other the groom broom.
The bride broom looked very beautiful in her white dress.
The groom broom was handsome and suave in his tuxedo.
The wedding was lovely. After the wedding at the wedding
dinner, the bride broom leaned over and said to the groom
broom "I think I am going to have a little whisk broom."
"Impossible!" said the groom broom.
"We haven't even swept together!
Sad sad times for our Aussie friends. It's the end of season for them and they finally went bonkers.
It is a sad sad day.
I think I'll go cry in my beer in my red solo cup. :oops:
John
:rolleyes:
Leave it to the Aussies! Good 'un, mate!