Siamese twins walk into a pub in Toronto and park themselves on a bar stool.

One of them says to the bartender, 'Don't mind us, we're joined at the hip. I'm John, he's Jim. Two draft beers, please, Molson Canadian'.

The bartender, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers.

'Been on holiday yet, boys?'

'Off to England next month,' says John. 'We go to England every year and hire a car and drive around for miles, don't we, Jim?'

Jim agrees.

'Ah, England !' says the bartender 'Wonderful country... the history, the beer, the culture...'

'Nah, we don't like that British crap,' says John. 'Hamburgers & Molsons beer, that's us, eh Jim? And we can't stand the English - they can be so arrogant.'

'So why keep going to England?' asks the bartender.




[Wait for it.]








'It's the only chance Jim gets to drive.'