Can I have some Irish Sausages, please? asked the Irishman, walking up to the counter. The assistant looked at him and asked: Are you Irish? If I had asked you for Italian sausage, would you ask me if I was Italian? Demanded the Irishman indignantly. Or, if I asked for German Bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German? Then, warming to his theme, he went on: Or if I asked you for a kosher hot dog, would you ask me if I was Jewish? Or, if I asked you for a taco, would you ask me if I was Mexican? Would ya? Would Ya? The assistant said: Well no. Suitably encouraged by the success of his logic, the Irishman steps it up a gear. And if I asked you for frog’s legs, would you ask me if I was French? What about Danish Bacon, would you ask me if I was Danish? Well, I probably wouldnt, conceded the assistant. So, now bursting with righteous indignation, the Irishman says, Well, all right then, why did you ask me if Im Irish just because I asked for Irish sausages? The assistant replied: Because youre in fecking Homebase
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 23:30:49 +0000
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