walk into a pub in Toronto and park
themselves on a bar stool. One of them says to the
bartender, 'Don't mind us, we're joined at the hip.
I'm John, he's Jim. Two Molson Canadian beers please.'
The bartender, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make
polite conversation while pouring the beers. 'Been on
holiday yet, lads?''Off to England next month,' says John.
'We go to England every year, hire a car. and drive for
miles, don't we, Jim?' Jim agrees.
'Ah, England !' says the bartender. 'Wonderful Country ...
the history, the beer, the culture....'
'Nah, we don't like that British crap,' says John.
'Hamburgers & Molson's beer, that's us, eh, Jim? And we
can't stand the English; they're so arrogant and rude,
not civil and polite like us Canadians.'
'So why keep going to England ?' asks the bartender.
'It's the only chance Jim gets to drive...