Malcolm Turnbull and Bill Shorten were sitting next to each other on a flight from Sydney to Canberra. Bill leaned over to Malcolm and asked if he would like to play a fun game. Malcolm just wanted to take a nap, so he politely declined and turned towards the window to catch a few winks.
Shorten persisted saying that the game was really easy and a lot of fun. “I ask you a question, and if you don’t know the answer, you pay me $5, and visa-versa.”
Again, Turnbull politely declined and tried to get some shut-eye.
Shorten, now somewhat tetchy, said, “Okay, if you don’t know the answer you pay me $5, and if I don’t know the answer, I will pay you $50.”
That caught Malcolm’s attention. He also knew from long experiences with Bill in Parliament that there would be no end to this torment unless he played, so he agreed to the game.
Shorten asked the first question. “How much is the GST on a loaf of bread?” Malcolm reached into his wallet without saying a word, pulled out $5 and handed it to Bill.
Now, it’s Malcolm’s turn. He asked Bill, “What hops, carries its young in its pouch and flies?”
Shorten looked at Turnbull with a puzzled frown. He took out his laptop computer and searched all his references. He tapped into the air phone with his modem and searched the internet and the Commonwealth National Library. Frustrated, he sent emails to all his mates in the Labor Party and finally people in the Green Party. None of them had the answer.
After more than an hour and as the plane is approaching the airport to land, he woke up Turnbull and handed him $50. Malcolm took the $50 and readied himself for landing.
Bill, who was more than a little miffed, asked, “Well, so what’s the answer!”
Wordlessly, Malcolm reached into his wallet, handed Bill a $5 note, and said, “What a pity the voters won’t know that you stayed awake for the whole flight and lost $40 and I slept most of the way but still finished $40 better off.”