Two crocodiles were sitting at the side of the swamp by the Diyawanna Oya. The smaller one turned to the bigger one and said, "I can't understand how you kin be so much bigger 'n me. We're the same age, we were the same size as kids. I just don't get it."

"Well," said the big croc, "What you been eatin' boy?"

"Humans, same as you," replied the small croc. "Hmm. Well, where do y'all catch 'em?"

"Down 'tother side of the swamp near the parkin' lot by the parliament."

"Same here. Hmm. How do you catch 'em?" "Well, I crawls up under one of them BMWs or Mercs and wait fer one to unlock the car door. Then I jump out, grab 'em on the leg, shake the shit out of 'em, and eat em!"

"Ah!" says the big crocodile, "I think I see your problem. You ain't gettin' any real nourishment. See, by the time you get done shakin' the shit out of a Politician, there ain't nothin' left but an asshole and a briefcase."