A young man is sitting next to an old Scotsman at a bar...

The old man looks at him and says, "Lad, look out there to the field. Do ya see that stone wall? Look how well it's built. I built that wall stone by stone with me bare hands. I loved it like it was me own child. But do they call me McGreggor-the-StoneWall-Builder? ...NO!"


Then the old man gestured at the bar. "Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and just it is? I planed that surface down by me own achin' back. I carved that wood with me own hard labor, for eight long days. But do they call me McGreggor-the-Bar-Builder? ...NO!"


Then the old man points out the window. "Eh, laddy, look out to sea. Do ya see that pier that stretches out as far as the eye can see? I built that pier all by me self. I fought the waves, I worked through the rain. I nailed it board by board. But do they call me McGreggor-the-Pier-Builder? ...NO!"

"But ya fuck one goat..."