Apologies to the Welsh in advance, but this one cracked me up when I heard it.
An Englishman, a Scotsman and a Welshman were walking through the hills in the Lake District when they came across a sheep with its head caught in a fence.
Being 'real' men with 'real' urges, they each thought aloud -
The Englishman pondered - "I wish that was Big Brenda, the beautiful buxom barmaid in The Rose and Crown with her head caught in there. I'd be ravaging her 'til her knees gave way and walk home humming Swing Low Sweet Chariots!!!!!"
The Scotsman scratched his chin and said - "I wish that Dirty Doris, the bike of the Borders, I'd be up behind her like a shot, and pleasure her 'til she passed out and stroll home singing Scotland The Brave."
The Welshman scratched his head and said "I wish it was dark!!"

An Englishman, a Scotsman and a Welshman were walking through the hills in the Lake District when they came across a sheep with its head caught in a fence.
Being 'real' men with 'real' urges, they each thought aloud -
The Englishman pondered - "I wish that was Big Brenda, the beautiful buxom barmaid in The Rose and Crown with her head caught in there. I'd be ravaging her 'til her knees gave way and walk home humming Swing Low Sweet Chariots!!!!!"
The Scotsman scratched his chin and said - "I wish that Dirty Doris, the bike of the Borders, I'd be up behind her like a shot, and pleasure her 'til she passed out and stroll home singing Scotland The Brave."
The Welshman scratched his head and said "I wish it was dark!!"
