Hereford76
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Maybe some of you have heard this but it is my favorite and I love to tell it. One bad word in this joke but it just isn't the same without it. So if you object to that don't read it.
OK - I usually tell this joke in an Scottish accent... so try and read it with and Scottish accent in your head.
Last summer I went on vacation to Scotland and my first night in town I wandered down to the local pub. I pulled up a stool at the bar, ordered a beer, and struck up a conversation with the bartender. Out of the blue the old man sitting a couple chairs down from me bellars out "Hey laddy, did you see that peirre on your way into the pub tonight?" I told the old man "Yes, I even took a walk out on it to enjoy the view." The old man responds "I built that pierre with my own two hands... a lot of blood and sweat went into that pierre... it took me two whole years to build, its the grandest pierre in all of Scotland. But do you think they call me McCracken the pierre-builder - NO!" And with that the old man buried his face back in his glass. So I carried on my conversation with the bartender and after ordering another beer the old man pipes up again "Hey laddy, did you see that stone fence on your way into the pub tonight?" I answered "Yes, I walked right along it for atleast 100 yards. The old man yells out " I built that stone fence with my own two hands... a lot of blood and sweat went into that fence... it took me five years to build and it is the grandest fence in all of Scotland. But do you think they call me McCracken the fence-builder... NO!" And with that the old man turned back to himself. Another 1/2 hour goes by and the old man stands up and walks up behind me and puts his hand on my shoulder and yells out "Hey there laddy, you see this bar your sitting at?" And I said "yes I see it I'm right here." And right as I finish the old man replies" Well I built this bar too with my own two hands.... a lot of blood and sweat went into this bar... I made every inch of this bar by hand and sanded her down and varnished it to a tee... its the grandest bar in all of Scotland...but do you think they call me McCracken the bar-builder - NO!" The old man hesitated for a second to catch his breath and looked back and says "But you f*** one goat!"
OK - I usually tell this joke in an Scottish accent... so try and read it with and Scottish accent in your head.
Last summer I went on vacation to Scotland and my first night in town I wandered down to the local pub. I pulled up a stool at the bar, ordered a beer, and struck up a conversation with the bartender. Out of the blue the old man sitting a couple chairs down from me bellars out "Hey laddy, did you see that peirre on your way into the pub tonight?" I told the old man "Yes, I even took a walk out on it to enjoy the view." The old man responds "I built that pierre with my own two hands... a lot of blood and sweat went into that pierre... it took me two whole years to build, its the grandest pierre in all of Scotland. But do you think they call me McCracken the pierre-builder - NO!" And with that the old man buried his face back in his glass. So I carried on my conversation with the bartender and after ordering another beer the old man pipes up again "Hey laddy, did you see that stone fence on your way into the pub tonight?" I answered "Yes, I walked right along it for atleast 100 yards. The old man yells out " I built that stone fence with my own two hands... a lot of blood and sweat went into that fence... it took me five years to build and it is the grandest fence in all of Scotland. But do you think they call me McCracken the fence-builder... NO!" And with that the old man turned back to himself. Another 1/2 hour goes by and the old man stands up and walks up behind me and puts his hand on my shoulder and yells out "Hey there laddy, you see this bar your sitting at?" And I said "yes I see it I'm right here." And right as I finish the old man replies" Well I built this bar too with my own two hands.... a lot of blood and sweat went into this bar... I made every inch of this bar by hand and sanded her down and varnished it to a tee... its the grandest bar in all of Scotland...but do you think they call me McCracken the bar-builder - NO!" The old man hesitated for a second to catch his breath and looked back and says "But you f*** one goat!"