OZ & Kiwi

 Two Kiwis boarded a flight out of London after the rugby world cup.
 One sat in the window seat, the other sat in the middle seat. Just
 before take-off, an Australian got on and took the aisle seat next to the
 two Kiwis. After take-off, the Australian kicked off
 his shoes, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the Kiwi in the
 window seat said, "I think I'll get up and get a beer." "No problem,"
 said the Aussie, "I'll get it for you."

 While he was gone, one of the Kiwis picked up the
 Aussie's shoe and spat in it. When he returned with the beer, the
 other Kiwi said, "That looks good, I think I'll have one too."

 Again, the Aussie obligingly went to fetch it and while he was
 gone, the other Kiwi picked up the other shoe and
 spat in it. The Australian
 returned and they all sat back and enjoyed the flight. As the plane
 was landing, the Aussie slipped his feet into his
 shoes and knew immediately what had happened.

 "How long must this go on?" he asked. "This fighting between our
 nations? This hatred? This animosity? This spitting
 in shoes and pissing in beers?"

(Ah, excuse me for not being elegant)

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