The bookmaker's mistake

This story takes place many years ago, out Thangool way.

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It’s race day with a meeting in progress. The bookies are busy taking bets when a bloke comes up to one and says, “M-m-m-mate, I b-b-b-backed a f-f-f-five t-t-t- …” at which point the bookie cuts him off. “Look, cobber, I’m flat out like a lizard at the moment. Come back when I’m not so busy, will ya?”

Five minutes later, the bloke returns. “Hey, I t-t-tried t-t-tell ya I b-b-backed a f-f-five t-t-t…” and again the bookie interrupts him. “Look, I haven’t got time for this. Here’s a fiver. Now bugger off, will ya?”

The bloke takes the fiver, somewhat surprised, and walks off. He goes out and joins his offsider in their cattle truck. “How’d ya go?” asks the offsider.

“C-c-can’t g-g-get over it,” he replies. “I went to t-t-tell the b-b-bookie I b-b-backed a f-f-five t-t-ton t-t-truck into his J-j-jaguar and he g-g-gimme a f-f-fiver…!”

 

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