<I have just returned from prospecting in W.A. consequently I have a new joke repertoire gleaned from the grizzly old prospectors sitting round our camp fire each night with their Green Ginger Wine until liquormortis set in..>....

A bakery owner hires a young female shop assistant who liked to wear very short skirts and thong panties.

One day a young bloke enters the store, glances at the shop assistant and at the loaves of bread behind the counter.

Noticing her short skirt and the location of the raisin bread, he has a brilliant idea.

"I'd like some raisin bread please," the young bloke says.

The young shop assistant nods and climbs up a ladder to reach the raisin bread located on the very top shelf.

The young bloke, standing almost directly beneath her is provided with an excellent, if not discreet view, just as he had imagined.

When she descends the ladder, he decides <of course> that he better get two loaves.

As the shop assistant retrieves the second loaf of bread, the other male customers notice what's going on <of course> and begin requesting their own loaves of raisin bread.

After many trips she is tired and irritated and begins to wonder, "Why the unusual interest in the raisin bread?"..

Atop the ladder one more time, she looks down and glares at the less than subtle men standing below.

Then she notices an elderly gentleman standing amongst the gathering crowd.

Thinking she can save herself another trip, she yells down at the elderly man,

"Is it raisin for you too?".........

"No"...he stammers, but...but....it's quivering a little".

Hoo Roo