|
I have packed most of my things for my trip and am very anxious to get going. My friend Jerome from Ireland runs the Irish House, my favorite pub anywhere, in Aalborg and in true Irish fashion, we take the piss out of each other. I have a joke that ought to rattle his Irish cage and can't wait to tell it to him. Here it is:
An Englishman, Scotsman, and Irishman are traveling together in the USA and stop at a pub. The bartender serves each a pint.
Englishman: You have a fine establishment here, but at my local in London, after the fourth pint, the fifth is on the house!
Bartender: That's not bad.
Scotsman: Och! 'Tis nothing! At me favorrrite pub, after the third pint, the fourth is on the hoose!
Bartender: Wow, even better!
Irishman: At me favorite pub, the forst point is on the house, the second, the t'ird, the fourth, and even the fifth! And if ye want t'get laid, they'll take ye roight upstairs and get the job done!
Bartender: Seriously?! That's happened to you?
Irishman: Welllll, not to me, but everytoime me sister goes, it happens to her!
|