The Americans bet -
The world conference meetings in London have just ended and the nations are thrilled to finally be able to leave those long, tedious, boring and unproductive meetings. All of the nations went home as quickly as they could and England, finally able to leave the mess behind him, went straight to the pub.
England and he's brothers Ireland and Scotland were drinking in a bar as far from the conference building as they could go, not wanting to be anywhere near "that feckin' place!". "Jeezus those feckin' things are long aren't they!" Ireland said in a tone that suggested he was thrilled to be out of there.
"What'r ya talkin' about ya eejit? Ye left the meetin' outta boredom after abou' five minutes!" Scotland laughed, chugging back a beer and hitting he's brother playfully across the head. England chuckled and chugged back he's beer before saying "Yeah, at least scot lasted an hour, well done on that by the way". Scotland laughed again and bowed while saying mockingly "Thank you, thank you, I am feckin' amazin' aren't I!".
They all burst out laughing and went about talking about everything they could think about. The olympics was the main topic of discussion, concidering it was so near and the fact that it was always an interesting event for nations, like a competition to see who was the best.
After about five minutes of Ireland and the brithish Isles arguing about who was going to win which sporting events the front door of the bar burst open loudly, causing them and everyone else in the bar to jump a mile.
They looked over to see America, looking cheerily around the bar before walking inside and smiling he's usual idiotic smile. He looked around and upon seeing the three of them ran over excitedly and beamed "Yo! What're the odds of seeing you guys?".
England sighed as he looked up at the over excited American, rolling he's eyes and then asking in what could only be described as annoyance "What are you doing here? I thought you'd have gone back to America by now".
America, never one to know he was an unwanted guest, sat at the table with them and laughed "Haha, I missed my flight Iggy dude so the next one I could get isn't until like 4a.m.!".
England opened he's mouth to retort angrily but Scotland, knowing the Brit would undeniably complain about the, frankly ridiculous, nickname of "Iggy dude" cut across "Alrigh', but why a bar lad? Ye don' drink".
America wrapped an arm around the scotsmans shoulders before laughing that obnoxious laugh of he's and responded "It was the closest place to the airport that was going to stay open until four in the morning! Pft, I thought that'd be obvious!".
Scotland, not being one to take being talked down to like he were the idiot, was starting to stand up to punch the brat but England pulled him back down by the back of he's jacket. Scotland just glared at the American and then turned to face England and Ireland and talk to them, deciding if he ignored the git he's go away.
After a good few minutes of being ignored in their conversation America decided he wanted to do something fun and make some money so he said in a sing-song voice "Yo Iggy~". England growled in the back of he's throat and turned to the American "It's ENGLAND, not IGGY!, now what the bloody hell do you want?".
America laughed, always loving to wind the brit up, lets face it, it was really easy and too fun to not do. He looked at him with determined eyes and said with a grin "Yeah yeah, England, whatever, anyway, I'll bet you 50 pounds you can't down ten draughts in ten minutes".
To this England raised an eyebrow at the American, wondering where this came from. He then grinned and, without a word, put his money down on the table to signal he's agreeing with the bet. America beamed, thinking it was easy money for him but soon was staring open mouthed as England swallowed back the ten draughts without blinking.
America, still looking extremely shocked, grudgingly gave the Englishman he's money, frowning as he's lost cash was picked up by the brit and then, just to add insult to injury, a piece was instantly spent on more drink.
Well, America wanted to win the money back somehow and for some reason a lightbulb idea in he's head told him making a drinking bet with Scotland was somehow a better idea. He turned to Scotland and said sweetly "Alright Scottie!". Scotland was about to punch the American in the face, about to retort that he's not "a feckin' star trek character" but America continued before he could open he's mouth "how 'bout you then huh? 50 pounds for ten draughts in ten minutes?".
To this Scotland grinned, finally finding a way to get back at the American idiot for being a little stuck up bastard, grinning mischeviously and saying in a challenging tone "How 'bout ye make it interestin' lad? Let's say, 60 pounds for a dozen draughts in a dozen minutes?".
To this the American agreed happily, thinking he would surely win back he's money here, the challenge was far too difficult for the Scotsman, surely. England and Ireland were leaning casually on the table, hiding their laugher behind their hands, the American had no idea what he was getting into.
After laying their money on the table Scotland grinned and said devilishly "Heh, yer money's mine ya stuck up bast'ard!" and with that started drinking back the draughts and, like England before him, finished the drinks without so much as a blink.
Well now America was getting irritated, not only did Scotland just randomly insult him for no reason, (what can I say he's slow on the uptake) but he knew of this lot and their reputation for drinking but this just seemed ridiculous. Scotland took he's money with a devilish grin and America sighed, losing 110 pounds was not an expected outcome…
America thought for a minute and decided he wanted to break even here. Finally, in a last, desperate attempt to try and make the money back, America turned to the final brother, Ireland, and offered with determination "Alright Ireland, same bet, you up for it?".
Ireland just stood up and walked away, shocking the American and confusing he's brothers who watched him walk out the door with a mixture of confusion and concern.
"Where'r ya goin'?" Scotland called after Ireland, standing up slightly and then plopping back down in he's chair, rubbing he's head as he mused "What's his problem then?". England shrugged he's shoulders and responded while pointing casually at America "This twat must've insulted him too withou' knowin' it".
America stuttered flusteredly, trying to think of how he could have insulted the Irishman in anyway but after a short while Ireland came back and sat back down at their all looked at him in confusion and asked Ireland just casually asked America "Here, America, are ya still up fer that bet?".
America, confused but eager to win he's money back, nodded in agreement and so Ireland lays he's money on the table. He then orders all of he's drinks and says to the American before starting "This' easy lad, what were ya thinkin' challenging me" and with that, like he's brothers before him, he finished the lot, again without a blink.
America moaned in exasperation as Ireland collected up he's money, grinning as he put it all in he's pocket and cheerfully ordered another pint. America put he's head in he's hands and moaned quietly to himself "Why, oh why, do they spend it on more alcohol? Do they like rubbing it in?".
America sighed again and then looked up at the clock on the wall, noticing the time and realising he has to leave soon. He had one question though, something that confused him and so that needed to be asked. He looked to Ireland in confusion and asked "Where did you go just then?".
To this the irishman grinned and the three others at the table leaning in to listen as he explained with a chuckle "Truth be told, I've been drinking here already some today, and I wasn't sure I could put down another dozen for ya. So I went over to the pub next door to see if I could before I placed my bet".
To this America blinked in shock as England and Scotland burst out laughing at Americas face, thumping Ireland on the back and saying how brilliant he was.
After all of that America left and the three brothers spent the rest of the night laughing and buying much more drinks then usual, deciding they should take that idiot out some time, he was a quick and easy way to make some money from and their night out would be profitable rather then going home with empty pockets.
The Joke:
"An American walks into a bar and sees an Englishman, a Scotsman, and an Irishman and he says to the Englishman, I'll bet you 50 euros you can't down ten draughts in ten minutes. So the Englishman agrees and puts down his money and swallows the ten without blinking. Well, the American wants his money back, so he offers the same bet to the Scotsman. The Scotsman says, Let's say 60 euros for a dozen draughts in a dozen minutes. The American agrees and the Scotsman puts down his money and swallows the dozen without blinking. So the American wants to cut his losses, so now he offers the same bet to the Irishman. The Irish just gets up and leaves. After a little time, he returns and asks if the offer is still good. The American is willing, so the Irishman puts down his money and swallows the draughts without blinking. Now the American is curious, so he asks, Where did you go just then?. The Irishman says, Truth be told, I've been drinking here already some today, and I wasn't sure I could put down another dozen. So I went over to the pub next door to see if I could before I placed my bet"