> An Irishman an Englishman and a Scot were sitting in
>> a bar. The view was
>> fantastic, the beer excellent, the food exceptional.
>>
>> "Y'know" said the Scotsman, "I still prefer the pubs
>> back home. Why 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 4 drinks
>> he will buy the 5th drink for you."
>>
>> "Well" said the Englishman, "At my local, the Red
>> Lion, the barman there
>> will buy you your 3rd drink after you buy the first
>> 2."
>>
>> "Ahhh that's nothin'" 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 poured scorn
>> on the Irishman's
>> claims but he swears every word is true.
>>
>> "Well" said the Englishman, "Did this actually
>> happen to you?"
>>
>> "Not me myself, personally, no," said the Irishman.
>> "But it did happen
>> to me sister."