"Can I have some Irish sausages please?" Asked Seamus. I want to make a proper Irish hot-dog.
The shop assistant looked at him and enquired, "Are you Irish?"
"If I asked you for Italian sausage, would you ask me if I was Italian? Or, if I asked for German bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German? Or if I asked you for a Kosher hot dog, would you ask me if I was Jewish? Or, if I asked you for a Taco, would you ask me if I was Mexican? Would you, eh? Would you?"
The assistant replied, "Well...er.... no".
"And if I asked you for some Bourbon whiskey, would you ask me if I was American? What about Danish bacon, would you ask me if I was Danish?"
"Well, I probably wouldn't," came the response.
Self-righteously, Seamus demanded, "Well, all right then, why did you ask me if I'm Irish, just because I asked for Irish Sausages?"
"Because you're in a bloomin' shoe shop," replied the assistant.
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