Australian Comedy

I continue to keep the post-Christmas letdown at bay by recalling great memories of my recent California trip. Staying in my brother's home, we watched the bawdy old Ms. Australian Comedian (Ms. AC). Saying Australian comedians are bawdy is like saying three-day-old fish stinks. Shows an impeccable grasp of the obvious. At any rate, in California I transitioned from irreverence to utter decadence in the form of Australian comedy and too much chocolate.

Ms. AC was a master of the double entendre. That is, nothing she said was the least bit dirty unless you took it that way. Read the following examples from her Christmas talk show special while imagining a high-pitched Australian accent.

"See these hand-knitted socks? They were done by my husband Stanley in the nursing home during physical therapy after his stroke. He doesn't have the use of his hands yet, so he knit these completely with his mouth. Stanley is really into oral socks."

One of her guests mentioned that her husband was a gynecologist. Ms. AC inquired, "Does he ever bring work home?"

She also interviewed one of Britain's most handsome movie stars. Although he was about 60 years old at the time of the interview, he was still drop-dead gorgeous. He was England's answer to Paul Newman. Ms. AC asked him if he did anything special for Christmas. He told her he liked to cook and made a turkey stuffing from his own recipe. He described what was in it and it did sound good. Ms. AC advised, "You ought to market that, darling. I mean, Paul Newman markets his salad dressings and donates the proceeds to charity. Those salad dressings are very popular. Women love salad dressings by Paul Newman, and I know they'd love stuffing by you."