irishman austalian and geordie

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>>An Irishman, an Australian and a Geordie are sat in a pub enjoying a
>>drink together.
>>
>>They're staring at another man sitting on his own at a table in the
>>corner.
>>
>>He's so familiar, and not recognising him is driving them mad.
>>
>>They stare and stare, until suddenly the Irishman twigs: My God, it's
>>Jesus!" Sure enough, it is Jesus, nursing a pint. Thrilled, they send
>>him over a pint of Guinness, a pint of Fosters and a bottle of
>>Newcastle Brown Ale.
>>
>>Jesus accepts the drinks, smiles over at the three men, and drinks the
>>pints slowly, one after another. After he's finished the drinks, Jesus
>>approaches the trio.
>>
>>He reaches for the hand of the Irishman and shakes it, thanking him for
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>>the Guinness. When he lets go, the Irishman gives a cry of
>>amazement: "My God! The arthritis I've had for 30 years is gone. It's a
>>miracle!"
>>
>>Jesus then shakes the Aussie's hand, thanking him for the lager. As he
>>lets go, the man's eyes widen in shock. Strewth mate, the bad back I've
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>>had all my life is completely gone! It's a miracle."
>>
>>Jesus then approaches the Geordie who knocks over a chair and a table
>>in trying to get away from the Son of God.
>>
>>What's wrong my son?" says Jesus.
>>
>>The Geordie shouts, "F*** off, I'm on disability benefit!"


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