Sydney, Australia

A few years ago, I decided to attend the great Olympic Games in Sydney. After a fantastic flight aboard Qantas, I finally touched down in the home of the famous Opera House. I had thoroughly enjoyed my flight, my free in-flight magazine was a great read, and the trolley dollies were gorgeous.

I disembarked the plane, collected my backpack and travelled across the floor towards customs. The security guards were big and burly, and upon my arrival there, was stopped by the biggest of them all (I think his name was Baba). He asked "G'Day mate, do you have any criminal convictions?". Of course, me in my drunken stupor replied "Why, I didn't think you still needed any!!"

Ba Boom!!