“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.”
“Well Angus,” said the Englishman, “At my local in London , the Red Lion, the barman will buy your third drink after you buy the first two.”
“Ahhh dat’s nothin’,” said Paddy Sheehan, the Irishman. “Back home in me favourite pub in Galway , 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 get laid, all on the house!”
The Englishman and Scotsman were suspicious of the claims.
“Did this actually happen to you?”
“Not meself personally, no,” admitted the Irishman, “but it did happen to me sister quite a few times.”