Jokes and GigglesChapter 64
An Irishman's First Drink With His Son I was reading an article last night about fathers and sons, and memories came flooding back of the time I took my son out for his first drink. Off we went to our local bar, which is only two blocks from the house. I got him a Guinness Draught. He didn't like it – so I drank it. Then I got him an Old Style, he didn't like it either, so I drank it. It was the same with the Murphy's Stout and the Beamish Stout. By the time we got down to the...