Two Englishmen were walking through the woods with a large Salmon under each arm when they met two Irishmen, Michael and Donald.
“Hey those look like some some wonderful salmon my friends, where did you get them?” Michael asked.
“Don’t tell anyone”, replied the Englishmen, “but we’ve been poaching salmon, we poached these out of the river”.
“How did you manage that?” asked Donald.
“Well”, the Englishman said, “Fred here dangles over the bridge, I hang on to his legs and when the salmon leap out of the water on their way upstream, he just catches them”.
“We’ll try that salmon poaching Michael me boy”, Donald said, “how do you fancy grilled salmon for dinner tonight?”
So, the Irishmen got to the bridge and Donald hung Michael over the edge of the bridge by his legs.
After about twenty minutes Michael screamed out, “Quick Donald, pull me up, pull me up!”
“Have you got a salmon?” Donald asked.
“No”, Michael replied, “but there’s a train coming”.
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