Originally Posted by passedpawn
I've no problem with bugs in my grain. If they start drinking my beer, though.....
Three men are sitting in a London pub, drinking beer... an Englishman, an Irishman, and a Scot.
It's been warm, and there are a lot of flies about, so inevitably one of the flies lands in the Englishman's beer. He pushes it away in disgust and orders another.
Wouldn't you know it, a fly then lands in the Irishman's Guinness. Non-plussed, he plucks the fly out, flicks it away, and continues drinking his beer.
Finally, an unlucky fly lands in the Scot's brew. He scoops the offending insect out, turns it about and begins flicking it on the rump, shouting, "Spit it out, ye wee bastard!".