Great Pubs

GREAT PUBS

"Y'know" said the Scotsman, "I still prefer the pubs back home. In Glasgow
there's a little bar called McTavish's. Now the landlord there goes out of
his way for the locals so much that when you buy four drinks he will buy the
fifth drink for you."


"Well," said the Englishman, "at my local, The Red Lion, the barman there
will buy you your third drink after you buy the first two."


"Ahhhhh, that's nothing," said the Irishman. "Back home in Dublin there's
Ryan's Bar. Now the moment you set foot in the place they'll buy you a
drink, then another, all the drinks you like. Then when you've had enough
drinks they'll take you upstairs and see that you get laid. All on the
house."


The Englishman and Scotsman immediately scorn the Irishman's claims.
But he swears every word is true.


"Well," asked the Englishman, "did this actually happen to you?"


"Not me meself, personally, no," said the Irishman . . . "But it did happen
to me sister."

 

Cheers to that!!