Scottish Baby
A Scot was drinking in a bar in London when he gets a call on his mobile phone. He orders drinks for everybody in the bar as he announces, his wife has just produced a typical Scottish baby boy weighing 25 pounds.
Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the man just shrugs, "That's about average up our way, folks...like I said, my boy's a typical Highland baby boy."
Two weeks later the man returns to the bar. The bartender says, "Heh you're the father of that typical Scottish baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth, aren't you? Everybody's been making' bets about how big he'd be in two weeks.....so how much does he weigh now?" The proud father answers, "17 pounds."
The bartender is puzzled and concerned. "What
happened? He was 25 pounds the day he was born."
The father took a slow swig from his Johnny Walker Whisky, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender and proudly says,
"Had him circumcised."
God Bless The Scots!
Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the man just shrugs, "That's about average up our way, folks...like I said, my boy's a typical Highland baby boy."
Two weeks later the man returns to the bar. The bartender says, "Heh you're the father of that typical Scottish baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth, aren't you? Everybody's been making' bets about how big he'd be in two weeks.....so how much does he weigh now?" The proud father answers, "17 pounds."
The bartender is puzzled and concerned. "What
happened? He was 25 pounds the day he was born."
The father took a slow swig from his Johnny Walker Whisky, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender and proudly says,
"Had him circumcised."
God Bless The Scots!
