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« on: October 15, 2009, 08:31:48 am » |
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Con-joined (can't call them 'Siamese' any longer) twins walk into a pub in Vancouver and park themselves on a bar stool.
The one on the left says to the barkeep, “Don't mind us, we're joined at the hip. I'm John, he's Jim. Two Molson Canadian drafts please."
The barkeep, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers.
"Been on holiday yet?"
"Off to England next month," says John. "We go to England
every year, rent a car and drive for miles, don't we, Jim?"
Jim promptly and cheerfully agrees.
"Ah, England!" says the barkeeper, getting
into the spirit of the conversation. "Wonderful country ... the history, the beer, the culture ..."
"Nah," says John, cutting him short. "We don't like all that British crap! Hamburgers & Molson beer, that's us, right Jim? And we can't stand the Brits. They can be so bloody ar rogant and rude."
"So why keep going to England?" asks the puzzled barkeeper.
"It's the only chance Jim gets to drive."
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