A Scotsman, an Englishman and a Newfoundlander were sitting in a bar in
Toronto. The view was fantastic, the beer excellent, the food exceptional.
"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 will 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, that'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 that you get 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
"Not me myself, personally, no," admitted the Newf. "But it did happen to me
sister quite a few times."