An Englishman, a Scotsman and an Irishman were on a desert island when, one glorious day, a bottle was washed ashore. They convened to discuss the traditional method for opening such an instrument and - sure enough! - within was a genie, complete with the three wishes we're all familiar with.
The Englishman developed a mellow look and, with tears in his eyes, recalled his favorite corner pub with a pint of ale. No sooner said than....whooosh! Off he went.....
The Scotsman stood amazed.....and reckoned that a drop of Good Old Whiskey in downtown Aberdeen sounded pretty close to paradise. You guessed it....whooosh!
And that left the Irishman - and one wish. Silence prevailed until the genie caught his eye and suggested that the life-expectancy of wishes wasn't really all that impressive, so......
"Well" said the Irishman, "I'm kind of lonely now.....I wish my friends were back with me......."
