1 conjoined twins Tue May 04, 2010 11:54 am
Bruce
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Conjoined Twins
Conjoined twins 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?
'So why keep going to England ?' asks the bartender.
'It's the only chance Jim gets to drive!'
Conjoined twins 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?
'So why keep going to England ?' asks the bartender.
'It's the only chance Jim gets to drive!'