Drink Australian, Think Australian

An Australian guy is travelling around the Greek Islands. One evening, he visits the local bar, where he is served by an Australian barmaid.

As she takes his order, a Foster's, she notices his accent. Over the course of the evening, they get chatting.

At the end of her shift he asks her if she wants to come back to his place. Although she is attracted to him, she says no.

So he offers to pay her $200 to sleep with him. She thinks for a bit, but as she's travelling around the world and is short of funds, she agrees. They go to his place and have a great time in bed.

The next night the guy turns up again. Once again he orders a Foster's and after showing her plenty of attention, asks if she will sleep with him again for $200. She remembers the night before and is only too happy to agree.

This goes on for five nights.

On the sixth night, the guy comes in again and orders a Foster's, but goes and sits in the corner. The barmaid thinks that if she pays him a little more attention, she might be able to shake some more cash out of him. So she goes over and sits next to him.

"So, I never asked," she smiles, "Where are you from in Australia?"

"Melbourne", he tells her.

"Really? So am I. What suburb?" she enquires.

"Glen Iris," he replies.

"That's amazing!" she says excitedly, "So am I! What street?"

"Cameo Street," he replies.

"This is unbelievable!" she says, her voice quavering. "What number?"

"Number 20," he replies.

She is totally astonished.

"You are NOT going to believe this," she screams, "but I'm from number 22! My parents still live there!"

"I know," he says, "Your dad gave me 1,000 bucks to give to you."