A Scotsman, an Englishman and a Irishman were sitting in a bar.
The view was fantastic, the beer was 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 for you."

"Well, Angus," said the Englishman, "At my local pub in London, the Red
Lion, the barman will buy you your third drink after you buy the first
two.

"Ahhh, dat's nothin', said the Irishman.
Back home in Dublin 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 & see
dat
you gets laid, all on the house!"

The Englishman & Scotsman immediately shout down the Irishman's claims,
but he swears every word is true.

"Well," said the Englishman, still suspicious, "did this actually
happen
to you?"

"Not meself, personally, no" admitted the Irishman, "but it did happen
to me sister quite a few times."
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