Can I have some Irish Sausages, please?" asked the Irishman, walking up
to the counter.
The assistant looked at him and asked: "Are you Irish?"
"If I had asked you for Italian sausage, would you ask me if I was Italian? demanded the Irishman indignantly.
" Or, if I asked for German Bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German?" then, warming to his theme, he went on:
"Or if I asked you for a Kosher hot dog, would you ask me if I was Jewish?
Or, if I asked you for a taco, would you ask me if I was Mexican? Would
ya? Would Ya?"
The assistant said: "Well no".
Suitably encouraged by the success of his logic, the Irishman steps it
up a gear.
"And if I asked you for frog's legs, would you ask me if I
was French? What about Danish Bacon, would you ask me if I was Danish?"
"Well, I probably wouldn't," conceded the assistant.
So, now bursting with righteous indignation, the Irishman says,
"Well, all right then, why did you ask me if I'm Irish just because
I asked for Irish sausages?"
The assistant replied: Because you're in fucking Homebase!!!