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An Irishman an Englishman and a Scotsman were sitting in a bar in

Sydney.

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 local's 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."

"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 swore every word was true.

"Well" said the Englishman, "Did this actually happen to you?"

"No, not me self, personally, no," said the Irishman. "But it did

happen

to me sister."

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