This Scottish farmer walks into the neighborhood pub, and orders a beer. A young lad walks in a few minutes later and sits near the farmer, and orders a beer also. The farmer truns to the lad and says, "Ya see that stone wall out in the field there? Ah built it with me own two hands! Dug up the stones with me shovel, and stacked them maself. But do they call me 'McGregor the Stone-Wall Builder?' Noooooooo..." He gulps down the beer and orders another. "And do ya that pier on the loch?" He continues, "Ah built it me own two hands, too. Drove the posts with a sledge hammer all by maself. But do they call me 'McGregor the Pier-Builder?' Noooooooo..." He takes another swallow from the glass and continues, "And take this bar your leanin' against, all square and true. Smooth as a baby's backside, it is. I built this bar with me own two hands. But do they call me 'McGregor the carpenter?' Noooooo…?" "But fuck one sheep…….."
