The site had crashed this morning and didn't get it back up until after 8.  So Ledge prob had to work or something. :(

The Australian Medical Association has weighed in on the Prime Minister's new health care proposals.

The Allergists voted to scratch it, but the Dermatologists advised not to make any rash moves.

The Gastroenterologists had a sort of a gut feeling about it, but the neurologists thought the Administration had a lot of nerve.

The Obstetricians felt they were all labouring under a misconception. Ophthalmologists considered the idea short-sighted.

Pathologists yelled, "Over my dead body!" while the Paediatricians said, "Oh, Grow up!"

The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness, while the Radiologists could see right through it.

The Surgeons were fed up with the cuts and decided to wash their hands of the whole thing.

The ENT specialists didn't swallow it, and just wouldn't hear of it . The Pharmacologists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow, and the Plastic Surgeons said, "This puts a whole new face on the matter...."

The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists were pissed off at the whole idea.

The Anaesthetists thought the whole idea was a gas, but the Cardiologists didn't have the heart to say no.

In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the assholes in Canberra!

There was this Italian who moved to America in the 1800s and became a horse seller.

A cowboy needed a horse badly but didn't have much money.

The Italian says, "Well, I gotta thisa horse for $10, but he don't looka so good."

"I don't care what he looks like," says the cowboy. "I just need a horse -- here's your $10."

"OK," says the Italian. "But likea I say, he don't looka so good."

A day later the cowboy comes back, covered with dust, limping, cursing. "What the hell is this?" he screams at the Italian. The horse ran into fences, fell into ditches, and even landed in a tumbleweed! If you ask me, this poor horse is blind!"

"So whadda I tell you?" says the Italian. "He don't looka so good!"

A balding, white haired man from Bellville, in Cape Town , walked into a jewellery store in Tygervalley this past Friday evening with a beautiful much younger blond at his side.

He told the jeweller he was looking for a special ring for his girlfriend. The jeweller looked through his stock and brought out a R5,000 ring.

The man said, 'No, I'd like to see something more special.'

At that statement, the jeweller went to his special stock and brought another ring over. 'Here's a stunning ring at only R 240,000 the jeweller said. The lady's eyes sparkled and her whole body trembled with excitement. The old man seeing this said, 'We'll take it.'

The jeweller asked how payment would be made and the man stated, 'by cheque. I know you need to make sure my cheque is good, so I'll write it now and you can call the bank Monday to verify the funds and I'll pick the ring up Monday afternoon.'

On Monday morning, the jeweller angrily phoned the old man and said 'There's no money in that account.'

'I know,' said the old man,
'But let me tell you about MY GREAT WEEKEND!'

Went early this week, 'hope we forget' kicked it off Tuesday night, with encores from Scotto and Dumper, and a few others around the www.