Upstaged by the Irish.

"As good as this bar 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'll 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, dat's nothin'," said Paddy Sheehan, the Irishman. "Back home in me favorite pub, 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 dat
you gets laid, all on the house!" The Englishman and Scotsman were suspicious of the claims. "Did this actually happen to you, Paddy ?" "Not me meself, personally, no," admitted the Irishman, "but it did happen to me sister quite a few times.

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The old ones are the best Joe !

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It's a new one to me but it made me laugh

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It didnt me!

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Didn't hear that one before Joe.
That pub might have been Dolly Fawcetts in Capel Street, long gone now but well known for that sort of thing, a burly fella was passing by one day and saw two dogs locked together, he picked them up, knocked on Dolly's door and said "Here Dolly, your sign fell down".