-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- An Irishman, an Englishman and a Scot were sitting in a bar. The view was fantastic, the beer excellent, the food exceptional. "Y'ken, " said the Scotsman, "I still prefer the pubs back hame. Why, in Glasgow there's a wee bar called McTavish's.

Now, the landlord there goes out of his way for the locals so much that when you buy 4 drinks, he will buy the 5th drink for you." "Well, " said the Englishman, "at my local, The Red Lion, the barman There will buy you your 3rd drink after you buy the first two.

" "Ahhh, that's nuttin, " said the Irishman. "Back home in Dublin there's O'Driscoll's Bar. Now, the moment you set foot in the place they'll buy you a drink, then another, all the drinks you like. Then, when you've had enough drinks, they'll take you upstairs and see that you get laid. All on the house." "Well, " said the Englishman, "did this actually happen to you?" "Not me myself, personally, no, " said the Irishman, "but it did happen