You will marry Sean Connery.
After a wild honeymoon, you will settle down in Crapchook in your fabulous Corrugated Tin Shack (with dingo-proof fence).
You will have 42 kid(s) together. (Stoat says: well that'll fund an upgrade for the shack if Sean doesn't mind remaining barefoot for that long).
The family will zoom around in a Fuschia Gogo-Mobile. (Low carbon footprint, but a large sidecar or trailer will be necessary...I've just got to remember "Trailer brakes first").
You will spend your days as a Chicken sexer (well how hard can it be - you've got a 50-50 chance of getting it right), and live happily ever after.
Last edited by LashStoat : 06-25-2008 at 04:03 AM.
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