One hot summer day, Boonga came to town with his dog, tied it under the shade of a tree, and headed into the pub for a cold one..
Twenty minutes later, a cop entered the bar and asked, “Who owns the dog tied under that tree outside?”
Boonga called out, ” It’s mine, mate.”
“Your dog seems to be in heat” the cop said.
Boonga replied, “No way. She is cool as, because she has tied up under that shade tree.”
The cop said, “No! You don’t understand. Your dog needs to be bred.”
“No way,” said Boonga. “That dog don’t need