This is a classic tale. This version was sent by Tom Vickery.

Siamese twins walk into a pub in Ontario and park themselves on a bar stool. One of them says to the barkeeper, “Don’t mind us, we’re joined at the hip. I’m John, he’s Jim. Two Molson Canadian beers, draft please”.

The barkeeper, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers. “Been on holiday yet, lads?”

“Off to England next month,” says John. “We go to England every year and hire a car and drive for miles, don’t we, Jim?”

Jim agrees.

“Ah, England!” says the barkeeper. ‘Wonderful country …
the history, the beer, the culture … ”

“Nah, we don’t like that British crap very much,” says John.  “Hamburgers & Molson’s beer, that’s us, eh Jim?   And we can’t stand the English – they’re so arrogant and rude.”

”So, why do you keep on going to England?” asks the barkeeper.

“It’s the only chance Jim gets to drive,” says John.