Every one in my town wears woollen jumpers that are a size too small... We’re a very tight knit community.
Two Irish lads are strolling down a street in Liverpool, England, when they spot a shop window that reads: Suits £10, Jackets £7.50, Trousers and Dresses £5.00. One turns to the other and says, "Would ya look at those feckin' prices? We could buy a boatload, haul it back to Ireland , and make a fortune — double, maybe even treble the money!" The other lad says, "That’s a grand idea, but d’ya think they’ll sell to us if they know we’re Irish?" The first lad grins and says, "Don’t worry, I’ve got this," and walks in, putting on his finest English accent: "Good afternoon! I'd like twenty suits, thirty jackets, fifty pairs of trousers, and twenty-five dresses, please." The shop assistant squints and says, "You’re Irish, aren’t you?" The lad replies, "Ah feck, how’d ya guess?" The assistant smiles and says, "This is a dry cleaners."
