Conjoined twins walk into a bar in Eastern Canada and park themselves on a wide bar stool. One of them says to the bartender, "Don't mind us; we're joined at the hip. I'm Gerry, he's Jimmy. Two Molson Canadian beers on draught please."
The bartender, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers. "Been on vacation yet, fellas?"
“We’re off to England next month," says Gerry. "We go to England every year, rent a car, and drive all over the place, don't we, Jimmy? Jimmy nods in agreement.
"Ahh, good old England!" says the bartender. "Wonderful country...the history, the culture, and especially the beer!"
"Nah, we don't like that British crap," says Gerry. “It’s hamburgers and Molson's beer, that's for us, eh Jimmy? And we can't stand the English weather and crowds in the big cities."
“So, why do you keep going to England?" asks the bartender.
Gerry replies: “It gives Jimmy a chance to drive."