[frogstamper]

Not so much a joke, but a rather amusing ditty to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan's HMS Pinafore's, A British Tar.

A British Bar.

A British bar is a boring hole,
that's filled with a bunch of guys,
But you can get a beer,
If you let one bend your ear,
And tell you a pack of lies.

His nose gets long as he spouts his verse,
His breath is bad and his armpits worse,
His voice is loud with a slurring drawl,
And his fist be ever ready for a bar room brawl.

So should you meet this British bore,
A man who has nothing to say,
Just act dumb and meek
Till he has to take a leak,
Then slip out the alleyway.

When he comes back and he finds your gone,
He wont care a less, he'll still ramble on,
He'll find another to bore to tears,
And this he'll do forever and a dozen years,

A dozen years...A dozen years.