Hi, ‘Can I have some Irish Sausages, please?’ asked the Irishman, walking up to the counter.
The assistant looked at him and asked: ‘Are you Irish?’
‘If I had asked you for Italian sausage,
would you ask me if I was Italian?’’
demanded the Irishman indignantly.
‘Or, if I asked for German Bratwurst,
would you ask me if I was German?’
Then, warming to his theme, he went on:
‘Or if I asked you for a Kosher hot dog,
would you ask me if I was Jewish?’
‘Or, if I asked you for a taco,
would you ask me if I was Mexican? !
Would Ya? Would Ya?’
The assistant said: ‘Well, no.’
Suitably encouraged by the success of his logic,
the Irishman steps it up a gear.
‘And if I asked you for frogs legs,
would you ask me if I was French?’
‘What about Danish Bacon,
would you ask me if I was Danish?’
‘Well no, I probably wouldn’t’ conceded the assistant.
So, now bursting with righteous indignation,
the Irishman says: ‘Well, all right then,
why did you ask me if I’m Irish just because I asked for Irish sausages?’
The assistant replied:
'Because you’re in ******* Homebase