An Australian, an Irishman and a Scouser are in a bar. They're staring at another man sitting on his own at a table
in the corner.
He's so familiar, and not recognising him is driving them mad. They
stare and stare, until suddenly the Irishman twigs: 'My God, it's Jesus
Sure enough, it is Jesus, nursing a pint. Thrilled, they send
him over a pint of Guinness, a pint of Fosters and a pint of bitter. Jesus
accepts the drinks, smiles over at the three men, and drinks the pints
slowly, one after another.
After he's finished the drinks, Jesus approaches the trio. He
reaches for the hand of the Irishman and shakes it, thanking him for the
Guinness. When he lets go, the Irishman gives a cry of amazement: 'My God! The
arthritis I've had for 30 years is gone. It's a miracle
Jesus then shakes the Aussie's hand, thanking him for the lager.
As he lets go, the man's eyes widen in shock. Strewth mate, the bad back
I've had all my life is completely gone! It's A Miracle.'
Jesus then approaches the Scouser who says, 'BACK OFF, MATE, I'M ON