A Kiwi [New Zealander] was in Australia to watch an upcoming Cricket Test match, for which he had tickets. He wasn't feeling well, so he decided to see a doctor. 'Hey doc, I dun't feel so good, ey' said Mark. The doctor gave him a thorough examination and informed Mark that he had long existing and advanced prostate problems and that the only cure was testicular removal. 'No way doc' replied Mark 'I'm gitting a sicond opinion!' The second Aussie doctor gave Mark the same diagnosis and also advised him that testicular removal was the only cure. Not surprisingly he refused the treatment. Mark was devastated, but with the cricket match just around the corner he found an expat Kiwi doctor working in Australia, and decided to get one last opinion from someone he could trust. The Kiwi doctor examined him and said: 'Mark Cuzzy Bro, you huv prostate suckness ey' 'What's the cure thin doc?' asked Mark hoping for a different answer. 'Wull, Mark', said the Kiwi doctor 'Wi're gonna huv to cut off your balls.' 'Phew, thunk God for thut!' said Mark, 'those Aussie bastards wanted to take my test tickets off me!'