The Kiwi

Sitting together on a train, travelling through the Swiss Alps, were a
Kiwi guy, an Australian bloke, a little old Greek lady, and a young
blonde Swiss girl with large breasts.

The Train goes into a dark tunnel and a few seconds later there is the
sound of a loud slap.

When the train emerges from the tunnel, the Kiwi has a bright red hand
print
on his cheek. No one speaks.

The old lady thinks: The Kiwi guy must have groped the blonde in the
dark,
and she slapped his cheek.

The blonde Swiss girl thinks: That Kiwi guy must have tried to grope me
in
the dark, but missed and fondled the old lady and she slapped his cheek.

The Kiwi thinks: The Australian bloke must have groped the blonde in the
dark. She tried to slap him but missed and got me instead.

The Australian thinks: I can't wait for another tunnel, just so I can
smack
the Kiwi again.

And they reckon John Mitchell will sort the Wallaby pack out - He should just use the Western Force pack!!!!

is the message i'm on the verge of missing is that aussies don't particularly like NZers?

More of a friendly rivalry - I'd imagine canadians and americans are somewhat similar?

To some extent. They make fun of us more than the other way around.

Now Americans and French....