The census taker told the mayor of the little bush town
that he was puzzled about the town’s population. For
the past five years he had been on the job the population
was the same – 1503. “Must be something wrong.”
“No,” said the Mayor. “It’s always been 1503.”
“But don’t you have babies?”
“Yep,” said the Mayor, “and every time we do some
bloke has to leave town.”
