Excuse my ignorance but do you guys actually **** sheep?

no they prefer to steal aboriginal land

 

pff!!!!!!

get over it anthony.

 

Here we go atsch

 

If they didn't, Terra Australis would now be part of Indonesia & no aboriginal in sight.

 

Aboriginals should be happy it wasnt the Spanish that came & colonised this land.
All the locals would be converted devout catholics or dead.
Instead it was the **** weak poms.

 

Could've also been known as New Holland, who eventually parted their land claim to Indonesians resulting in East Timor's diabolical situation.

 

Sorry but you lost me when you said ' excuse my ignorance'. Its alright mate, you had a big night & ended up ****ing a sheep. Just admit you ****ed up & not come on here to quietly find out what the reaction of others will be with some feeler story. Its when you start stalking the flock then you have a problem.

 

Haha - the replies are not what he was expecting for sure! Half admit to it - the rest blame the Kiwis!


Ippy and 2 mates were walking the perimeter fence on the farm when the spot a Ewe stuck in the fence...First guy says I wish that was Elle McPherson...2nd guy says I was it was Angelina Jolie...

Ippy says " I wish you 2 ****s werent here!"

 

no thats New Zealand mate.we Aussies **** Kangaroos.
Rolf Harris wrote a song about it''tie me Kangaroo down''
:good

 

Wool... wool..... wool..... wool I am so farkin insulted.
Ewe...ewe...ewe...ewe order not tell too.. too many about this secret we have...
or we will all wind up behind baaaaaaaas.....

 

kiddies, this is why crack is best avoided if possible

 

Actually, I thought Scotsmen had a bigger reputation with sheepish behaviour.

Was it Billy Connolly who told a story about a sheep farmer Scot singing the Rolling Stone song, "Hey, McLeod! Get off of my ewe!"

 

Boom Boom..

 

Where's Josey :rofl:rofl:rofl


A man walks into a welsh pub and orders a white wine spritzer.
The bar goes silent as everyone stares at him..."Where are you from? You sound English".
"I'm from across the severn," replies the man nervously.
"What do you do, just across the Severn?"
"I'm a taxidermist."
"What on earth is one of those?",
"I mount animals."
"Its alright boys," shouts the barman "he's one of us"

 

Tekedermist