Hot Talent
You’ll remember, from the previous humor item (see below), the circus that came to a small outback town and needed local acts.
Well, the old Ringmaster had just seen off the bloke that did bird imitations when two strapping young bushmen presented themselves.
“What’s your act?” asked the Ringmaster.
“It’s our Dad,” answered one of the youths, “He drinks molten lead.”
“You mean no trickery, dead set dinkum — he drinks molten lead?!”
“Yep”
“That’s amazing!” what’s the performance fee?”
“Well there’s $500 for Dad and another $500 each for me and my brother.”
The old Ringmaster exclaimed, “Why should I pay you blokes more than a booking fee, seeing as your Dad is the real talent?”
“Well we’re needed to hold him down,” was the answer, “He doesn’t like it …”
~ Sent in by Sam Blight — Thanks Sam
