Jeimuzu
The Ire Brigade
Not truly dirty, tbh. Ah well. It's a bit long, and probably better told. Ho hum.
A duck goes into a bar, and sits on a stool. The barman comes over, and says "What'll ya be 'avin, then?"
The duck looks ponderous for a while, and eventually asks him "Do you have any... hmm... d'you have any bread?"
"'Fraid not... got beer, lager, crisps an' peanuts. So, what'll it be?"
Again, the duck ponders, and after a similar length of time, replies "You got any bread?"
The barman thought he can't have understood him, being a duck, so he decided to speak a little clearer.
"Sorry, we don't have any bread. We have beer, lager, crisps and peanuts. You can have any of those four."
The duck ponders for a while, and replies... "Have you got any... hmm... bread?"
The barman gets a little annoyed, but goes "Look, mate, no we don't! You c'n 'ave a pint of lager, a pint of beer, or a pack of crisps of peanuts."
The duck replies "You got any bread?"
The barman really loses it, and slamming his hand on the bar, growls "Look, I've tol' ya, what, three, four times now? We haven't got bread!! Now if y'ask for bread one more time, I'll nail ya fuckin' beak to the bar!! Get it?! So, what do you want?!"
The duck, now looking a little shaken, thinks, and says "Have you got any nails?"
The barman grunts in the negative.
"Mmkay, can I have some bread?"
A duck goes into a bar, and sits on a stool. The barman comes over, and says "What'll ya be 'avin, then?"
The duck looks ponderous for a while, and eventually asks him "Do you have any... hmm... d'you have any bread?"
"'Fraid not... got beer, lager, crisps an' peanuts. So, what'll it be?"
Again, the duck ponders, and after a similar length of time, replies "You got any bread?"
The barman thought he can't have understood him, being a duck, so he decided to speak a little clearer.
"Sorry, we don't have any bread. We have beer, lager, crisps and peanuts. You can have any of those four."
The duck ponders for a while, and replies... "Have you got any... hmm... bread?"
The barman gets a little annoyed, but goes "Look, mate, no we don't! You c'n 'ave a pint of lager, a pint of beer, or a pack of crisps of peanuts."
The duck replies "You got any bread?"
The barman really loses it, and slamming his hand on the bar, growls "Look, I've tol' ya, what, three, four times now? We haven't got bread!! Now if y'ask for bread one more time, I'll nail ya fuckin' beak to the bar!! Get it?! So, what do you want?!"
The duck, now looking a little shaken, thinks, and says "Have you got any nails?"
The barman grunts in the negative.
"Mmkay, can I have some bread?"


