Siamese twins walk into a bar in Toronto and park themselves on a bar stool.

One of them says to the bartender, "Don't mind us;  as you can see,
we're joined side by side at the hip.  I'm John, he's Jim.  Two Molson
Canadian beers, draft please."

The bartender, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite
conversation while pouring the beers.  "Been on holiday yet, boys"?

"Off to England next month," says John. "We go to England every year,
rent a car and drive for miles.  Don't we, Jim?", Jim agrees.

"Ah, England !" says the bartender.  "Wonderful country ... the
history, the beer, the culture ..."

"Nah, we don't like that British crap," says John.  "Hamburgers and
Molson's beer, that's us, eh Jim?  And we can't stand the English -
they're so arrogant and rude."

Bartender asks:  Then why keep going to England?

"It's the only chance Jim gets to drive," says John.