A Spanish friend showed me a group photo from her work, about 30 people, and said “See if you can pick out the one American.” I did, really quickly. Because all the Spanish people had similar dark eyebrows. The American had pale, indistinct eyebrows.
Can someone explain the joke for… my friend?
One animal is a koala. The other is a kangaroo. Both uniquely Australian. (The frog could be from anywhere)
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Oh damn, I suspected as much, but I interpreted the arm in the third panel to be part of the jaw. So I thought, maybe with the big ears it might be a Dingo, but that seemed awfully specific for what should be the fairly obvious setup for a joke…
Why do they have hearts on their faces
I think it’s supposed to be their mouths
Thought the arm was a lower jaw for a second and was wondering why the roo has a heart on its cheek lol
I did too until I read your comment. Honestly I just thought it was a design choice and didn’t even question it
This is how German’s identify each other at They Might Be Giants concerts. It’s bewildering to watch them circle up in formation like that
Shoes. It’s in the shoes.
I don’t know what the fashion is today, but when I was living in Munich in the 90’s, you could tell the Americans by their clothes, and the absolute give-away was the sneakers. Every young adult German wore Doc Martins. When I came back, I visited my family in SF, and we were at Fisherman’s Wharf and I saw a group of girls that I immediately pegged as German from their clothes; I walked over and introduced myself in German, and sure enough, they were German.
Hah true, never met one without a pair somewhere
I once worked with an engineer from Glasgow and I had him at our logistics depot in London so I could do some training with him.
Somehow, no idea, but he just wandered off and found the one other person from Glasgow in the whole building. Turns out they were even from the same area.
Sniffed him out. Came back to me with a smile on his face and said it was great being able to speak to someone without having to put on an accent just so they could understand him.
Bonus story.
Him and I were walking to the store to get some lunch and he was telling me about all the London stereotypes he heard of and he mentioned rats. Rats everywhere.
I told him I’ve never seen one, but I have seen a few mice here and there running around on the tracks in the central London tube stations and just a few seconds later, this bloody fat rat ran across the path in front of us and into a bush.
THERE THERE, SEE! THERE! he yells.
Dammit… of all the times I see a rat in London it had to be with him.
Hahaha! Well there is that old myth about one never quite being less than 6 feet away from a rat in London. Mostly a myth, and even more so these days as Fox’s are abundant
One time I was trying to work out if the people at the next table were Australian. It was a crowded cafe so I was having trouble hearing them.
Then luckily one of them said, “Aw fuck I was fucking fucked eh?” and removed all doubt.
