Just 24 beers? How about two dozen, instead?
I’m sorry sir, but you can’t drive that tow-truck full of beer onto the motor racing grounds, I’m afraid. It’s over the posted limit.
Limit? Limit? But it’s BEER!

I understand, sir, but this year, racing fans coming to the Bathurst 1000 will be limited to only 24 cans of beer a day. We don’t want folks getting drunk.
Just 24 cans? What am I supposed to do after lunch? Can I bring in wine?
Yes, four liters a day, INSTEAD of beer.
Four liters of wine? I go through that much at Communion! What about low-alcohol beer?
You may have 36 cans of that per day, sir!
Woo-hoo! Thirty-six cans! I beat the system! Out of the way, loser, I’m comin’ in!
You’re plastered already, aren’t you, sir?
Of course not! Say, can I bring in some wine?
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A forklift with a pallet of beer is seen at the Fosters Group brewery in Melbourne November 20, 2008. REUTERS/Mick Tsikas
Kangaroo grabs can of beer held by Kathy Noble as she stands behind bar at the 127-year-old Comet Inn in township of Hartley Vale, Australia, in a 2005 file photo. REUTERS/David Gray










The book we’re reading involves a hanging, so we’re going to see what that would be like.
Above: An Alitalia worker holds up a noose during a protest in Italy in a 2008 file photo. REUTERS/ Alessandro Bianchi



Who would have guessed so many people would be interested, it would 
Fat chance, loser!
Who knows? Probably eaten by a shark or wallaby or barbie or diggery or something. That’s his problem.








































