"As good as this is," said the Scotsman, "I still prefer the pubs back
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 Red Lion,
the barman will buy you your third drink after you buy the first two"
"Ahhh, dat's nothin'," said the Newfie, "back home in Sin Jahn's, there's
the Codfish Bar. 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 immediately shout down the Newfie's claims, but
he swears every word is true.
"Well," said the Englishman, still suspicious, "did this actually happen to
you?"
"Not meself, personally, no," admitted the Newfie, "but it did happen to me
sister quite a few times.
