NeilL wrote:
.... walked into a pub. They each ordered a pint and sat down. Three flies were in the pub, and they flew into the three beers.
The Englishman pushed his pint away, stood up and walked out in disgust.
The Irishman fished the fly out and downed his pint.
The Scotsman grasped the fly between thumb and forefinger, shook it over his pint, shouting, "Spit it oot, yer bastard!!"