Sorry If you've heard this before, but I just splattered my keyboard with coffee after reading it!
A Kiwi guy decides to travel around the Greek Islands. He walks into a
bar and Jill (the Kiwi Barmaid) takes his order, a Speights, and notices his accent. Over the course of the night they get to know each other.
At the end of Jill's shift he asks her if she wants to come back to his
place and have sex with him. Although she is attracted to him she
says no. He then offers to pay her $200 for sex. Jill is travelling the world and
because she is short of funds she agrees.
The next night the guy turns up again, orders a Speights and after
showing herplenty of attention throughout the night he asks if she will sleep
with him again for $200. Jill remembers the night before and is only too happy to agree.
This goes on for 5 nights. On the 6th night the guy comes in, orders
a Speights and sits in the corner. Jill thinks that if she pays him more some
attention then maybe she can then shake some more cash out of him again, so she goes over and sits next to him.
She asks him where he's from in New Zealand and he tells her: "Dunedin".
"So am I... What suburb in Dunedin?"
"Roslyn" he replies
"That's amazing..." she says, "So am I - what Street?"
"Lundy Street" he replies
"This is unbelievable..." she says,"What number?"
He says "Number 7" and she is totally astonished.
"You are not going to believe this but I'm from Number 9! My parents
still live there!"
"I know..." he says, "Your Father gave me $1,000 to give to you"
HE WHO DRINKS KIWI THINKS KIWI!
Good on ya mate
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