At a world brewing convention in the States, the
CEOs of various brewing organizations retired to the bar at the end of
each 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: "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, ja das ist der real King of beers, danke."
Paddy, CEO of Guinness, steps forward: "Barman, would ya give me a Diet
Coke with ice and lemon. Tanks."
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 fookin' pansies aren't drinkin', then neither
am I!"
