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Siamese twin men walk into a bar in Canada 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, draft
please."
The bartender, feeling 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,
rent a car and drive around for miles and 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 British culture, their history or their beer," says John. "Hamburgers and
Molson's beer, that's for us, eh Jim? And we can't stand the English people -
they're so arrogant and rude."
"So why keep going to England?" asks the bartender.
"It's the only chance Jim gets to drive."
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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, draft
please."
The bartender, feeling 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,
rent a car and drive around for miles and 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 British culture, their history or their beer," says John. "Hamburgers and
Molson's beer, that's for us, eh Jim? And we can't stand the English people -
they're so arrogant and rude."
"So why keep going to England?" asks the bartender.
"It's the only chance Jim gets to drive."
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