home. In Glasgow, there's a wee place called McTavish's. The landlord goes
out of his way for the locals. When you buy four drinks, he'll buy the
fifth drink."
"Well, Angus," said the Englishman, "at my local in London, the King's
Head, the barman will buy you your third drink after you buy the first
two."
"Ahhh, dat's nothin'," said the Irishman, "back home in my favourite pub,
Mick's, the moment you set foot in the place, they'll buy you a drink, then
another, all the drinks you like, actually. Then, when you've had enough
drinks, they'll take you upstairs and see dat you gets laid. All on the
house!"
The Englishman and Scotsman were suspicious of these claims. The Irishman
swore every word was true. "Did this actually happen to you?" "Not meself,
personally, no," admitted the Irishman, "but it did happen to me young
sister quite a few times."
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