snowyday Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 During the mid-afternoon lull at an English pub the senior bartender and his assistant busied themselves polishing glassware. They could not help overhearing a conversation between two men at a nearby table, the only customers in the place. To say these gentlemen were inebriated would be mild euphemism. This is what the bartenders heard: “Where you from?†“The States.†“That’s a coincidence. So am I. What town?†“Chicago.†“Can you beat that? I’m from Chicago, too. What address?†“5710 Ellis Avenue.†“I can’t believe it. That’s where I live. What’s your apartment?†“Six.†“Say, this is uncanny. That’s my apartment.†The assistant barkeep couldn’t take any more and said to his superior: “I can’t believe w’at I’m hearing.†Two blokes ‘appen to meet in an English pub and both are from the States, the same town, same address, an’ same apartment. W’at a miracle.†“Not such a miracle w’en ya know the background,†said the old-timer. “W’en they first came in ‘ere an’ started drinkin’ two weeks ago they wuz father an’ son.’ * * * Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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