A english old timer is in a bar, chating to a young man.
"Lad, look out there to the field. Do ya see that fence? Look how well it's built. I built that fence stone by stone with me own two hands. I piled it for months. But do they call me charles-the-Fence-Builder? Nooo..."
Then, the old man gestures 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 labour, for eight days. But do they call me charles-the-Bar-builder? Nooo..."
Then, the old man points out the window, "Eh,