One very hot day on the isle of Capri I foolishly forgot to keep sipping water to avoid dehydration. Returning to Naples that evening I quickly enjoyed a couple of thirst quenching Campari sodas sitting out in a beautiful piazza. Imagine my surprise, nay shock, when, a little while later, I took my first slash of the day and my piss emerged a vivid, lurid Campari red. I was happily too pissed to panic but returned to the table and told the table my news. I took some reassurance that this wasn't blood as I hadn't realised that piss could be any colour other than a variation on pale yellow.

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Even if this only tickles the fancy of The_Shooman ...  Buried amongst the readers comments of this New York Times article on how to make the eccentric Australian style hamburger (a major traditional ingredient is a beetroot slice) , a reader called Terry manages , at comment No. 36,  to drop in the quintessential Aussie joke concerning an egg and beetroot.  This joke is known by most Australian males as it has the combined appeal of being rude and easier to remember than the more taxing "Knock knock" jokes.

  http://bitten.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/05/08/burgers-the-australian-way/?apage=2

For those readers who are puzzled by the  reference to "root" in this context, please refer to the collected works of Barry Mackenzie or Alvin Purple.