irish sausages

Irish Sausages.

"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 frog's legs, would you ask me if I was French? What about Danish Bacon, would you ask me if I was Danish?"

"Well, 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 Bunnings".

At Bunnings they would probably say, "yes, can you give me clue what they look like?"

Or they'd send you outside to the little Hotdog kiosk...

Aisle 5 with the kitchenware

Peter

Hope the assistant wasn't thin skinned.,
otherwise he may have had a beef about it:D

Allan

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You can't teach an old mouse new clicks.

Ah yes but was he using a Saw Stop :D