This has been my favourite joke recently, and I heard it off Paul McCartney on YouTube! As far as I'm concerned it's the best thing he ever did for me...
Anyhoo...
A backpacker is struggling through a storm in a remote part of Ireland. He sees a pub on the hill and struggles towards it; pulling the door behind him he realises the pub is totally empty but for the bartender.
"Hi there, I'm David!" he says, expecting an introduction in kind. The bartender frowns suspiciously at him. He pauses, and then says, "did you see that fence out there, on the way up the hill?"
"...Yes, I did."
"What did you think of it?"
"Looked like a fine fence, good and sturdy" replies David, a little puzzled.
"I built that fence with me own two hands, took me a month. But do they call me, "Paddy the Fence Maker"? Noooooooo." The bartender slaps his open palms down hard on the bar. "And what you think of this bar then?"
"Looks like a good bar to me, very nice. I like the decorative carving."
"It's solid mahogany this bar, made it me'self. But do they call me, "Paddy the Bar Maker"? Nooooooo."
Our intrepid backpacker doesn't know what to make of all this, and orders a guinness. The bartender carefully pulls his drink and slides it over to him.
"How do you like that guinness then son?"
"Delicious. Perfectly poured - you've done a great shamrock in the top too."
"Best guinness puller for twenty miles, me. But do they call me, "Paddy the guinness-puller? Nooooooo.
...but you f*ck one goat..."
