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
> 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
> Hans steps up next: "In Germany ve invented das beer, verdammt. Give
> me ein Becks, ya 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 pansies aren't drinkin', then neither am