At a world brewing convention in the States, the CEO's of various
brewing organisations retired to the bar at the end of the first day's
conference.
Bruce, CEO of Fosters, shouted to the Barman: "In 'Strylya, we make the best bladdy beer in the world, so pour me a bladdy Fosters, mate."
Bob, CEO of Budweiser, calls out next: "Here in the States, we brew the
finest beers of the world, and I make the king of them all, gimme a
Bud."
Hans steps up next: "In Germany ve invented das beer, verdammt. Give me ein Becks, das real King of beers, danke."
Paddy, CEO of Guinness, steps forward: "Barman, would ya give me a diet coke with ice and lemon. T'anks."
The others stare at him in stunned silence, amazement written all
over their faces. Eventually Bruce asks: "Are you not going to have a Guinness, Pat?"
Paddy replies "Well, if you pansies aren't drinkin' real beer, then
neither am I!"
Cheers [smiley=drink.gif]
Dave