An Englishman, an American and an Irishman walk into a Bar.
Each orders a double scotch.
Through a stroke of misfortune, a fly lands in each of their drinks.
The Englishman calls the waiter, points out the fly, and gets his drink returned.
The American looks around a while, ensures no one is looking, takes the fly out with a pair of tweezers and keeps drinking.
The Irishman picks up the fly with his fingers and with his blood boiling, screams at it:
“Spit it out, you bastard! Spit it out!”