A traveler notices an old man pounding drinks in an Irish pub…

He walks over and asks if the man is ok. He replies, “You know, I built the bridge that spans the stream in the middle of this village. But do you think they call me MacInnis the bridge builder?” “No?” Responded the traveler. “You’re damn right they don’t. I fought for the Allies against the Nazis in World War II. But do they call me MacInnes the soldier?” “No they don’t,” said the traveler. “Not once. I taught English for 30 years in the village schoolhouse. But do they call me MacInnes the schoolteacher?” “I’m guessing not.” “Of course not!” spat MacInnes. He downed the last of his whiskey. “But you fuck one goat…”