An Australian tour guide was showing a group of American tourists the
Top End On their way to Kakadu he was describing the abilities of the
Australian Aborigine to track man or beast over land, through the
air, under the sea.

The Americans were incredulous.

Then later in the day, the tour rounded a bend on the highway and
discovered, lying in the middle of the road, an Aborigine. He had one
ear pressed to the white line whilst his left leg was held high in
the air. The tour stopped and the guide and the tourists gathered
around the prostrate Aborigine.

"Jacky," said the tour guide, "what are you tracking and what are you
listening for?" The aborigine replied, "Down the road about 25 miles
is a 1971 Valiant Ute. It's red. The left front tyre is bald. The
front end is out of whack and it has dents in every panel. There are
9 blackfellas in the back, all drinking warm sherry. There are 3
kangaroos on the roof rack and 6 dogs on the front seat."

The American tourists moved forward, astounded by this precise and
detailed knowledge.

"Goddammit man, how do you know all that?" asked one. The Aborigine
replied, "I fell out of the bloody thing about half an hour ago!"