So one day a lonely Sheila puts an ad in the classifieds:
"Looking for a man. Only have three requirements.
- He doesn’t drink too much
- He won’t run away from me
- He’s good in bed"
A couple of days later she hears the doorbell ring. Opens the door to see a man with no arms and no legs.
“Gday” he says. “I’m here for the ad. I don’t have any arms so I won’t be drinking too much pom kryptonite (slang for beer because poms can’t go near a good cold beer). And I don’t have any legs so I won’t be running away from you.”
“So what makes you think you’re good in bed?” She replies
“Well I rang the doorbell, didn’t I?” He responds