Two Irish fellas decide they've have enough of the back-break of construction work and take all their savings to open a pub. The choose a prime location, refurbish it, decorate it to the hilt, stock it with the most popular beers they can find, and - nothing. No custom at all.
This dismal state of affairs drags on for a couple of weeks and one fella turns to the other and says, 'Pity we opened a pub. We should have opened a brothel.'
'Ara, it's touched in the head, ye are,' says his friend. 'If we can't get people to drink beer, how t' hell are we supposed to get 'em to drink broth?'
Boru
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This dismal state of affairs drags on for a couple of weeks and one fella turns to the other and says, 'Pity we opened a pub. We should have opened a brothel.'
'Ara, it's touched in the head, ye are,' says his friend. 'If we can't get people to drink beer, how t' hell are we supposed to get 'em to drink broth?'
Boru
'
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax
