Jokes are a bit like electro-convulsive therapy. Laugher does to the brain what a good sneeze does to the nasal passages. If you read this entire volume in one sitting, it will be the equivalent of 10 years in psychoanalysis.
The Penguin Book of Australian Jokes is a scandalous, subversive, hilarious collection of jokes, anecdotes, and distinctively Australian humour.
Patrice Newell was born in Adelaide and now runs a farm near Gundy, New South Wales, which produces biodynamic beef, olive oil and garlic. She lives with her partner Phillip Adams and their daughter Aurora.
Has a very mid 90s sense to it (for want of a better term), meaning it has its share of racist and politically incorrect jokes in here. Some of the jokes are absolute duds (I read a few a couple of times to see if there was more subtext to it but, no, just a dud), but most are okay to great.