An Irishman's first drink with his son.
While reading an article last night about fathers and their sons,
memories came flooding back to the first I took me son out for his first pint.
Off we went to our local pub, only two blocks from the cottage.
I got him a Guinness. He didn't like it, so I drank it.
Then I got him a Kilkenney's, he didn't like that either, so I drank it.
Finally, I thought he might like some Harp Lager? He didn't. I drank it.
I thought maybe he'd like whisky better than beer, so we tried a Jameson's ; Nope!
In desperation, I had him try that rare Redbreast, Ireland's finest whisky.
He wouldn't even smell it.
What could I do but drink it !
By the time I realized he just didn't like to drink,
I was so shit faced, I could hardly push his stroller home!!!