The Barbeque

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An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman went into a hotel.
Englishman: "I say, I'd rather like a room on the top floor, if you please."
Receptionist: "Yeah, well we've got a room free but there's no sink."
Englishman "Oh well, I'll jolly well shave out of the bally window then, what what?"
Irishman: "Can I have a room on the middle floor, now?"
Receptionist: "Let me see... yeah, we've got a room but there's no loo."
Irishman: "Well then, I'll do my business out of the window, to be sure."
Scotsman: "Och, ha' ye got ony rooms on the groond flair? Ah'm wantin' ta hae a barbeque the noo."
Receptionist: "Sure. Here's the key."
The next day, they met up for a drink and talked about their day.
Englishman (looking rather unshaven): "Well, my room had no bally sink so I had to shave out of the window, don't you know, and I dropped my bally razor!"
Irishman (ilooking embarrassed and in great pain): "Well, my room had no toilet, to be sure, so I was doing my business out of the window, without a care in the world, when suddenly something dropped out of the sky and cut my manhood off, to be sure!"
Scotsman: "Well, ma dae was brilliant. The sun was shinen', the wee burdies was singen' , an' there was an extra sausige on ma barbeque!"