Post by Doc Quantum on May 24, 2023 12:06:45 GMT -6
An old Irishman walks into a pub at sundown, shuffling his feet with his eyes low and his head down.
The bartender says, "Ay, Billy! What's the matter? You seem troubled."
Billy replies, "You see this pub we're standing in? I built it with own hands! But they don't call me the Pub Builder, no!
"And the bridge everyone uses to cross the river to get to the market, I built that with me own hands, too! But do they call me the Bridge Builder? No, they do not.
"And the wall that protects our city, I built that we me own hands, too! And they don't call me the Wall Builder, neither.
"BUT YOU FUCK ONE GOAT...!"
The bartender says, "Ay, Billy! What's the matter? You seem troubled."
Billy replies, "You see this pub we're standing in? I built it with own hands! But they don't call me the Pub Builder, no!
"And the bridge everyone uses to cross the river to get to the market, I built that with me own hands, too! But do they call me the Bridge Builder? No, they do not.
"And the wall that protects our city, I built that we me own hands, too! And they don't call me the Wall Builder, neither.
"BUT YOU FUCK ONE GOAT...!"
