A Irishman is walking along the beach. He finds a bottle and rubs it; out comes a genie. The genie agrees to grant him three wishes.
The Irishman says, "I've been walking on this beach all day. I'm thirsty. I wish I could have a mug of beer that never ends." Poof, a frosty mug of beer appears in his hand. He drinks it down and sure enough, it fills itself back up again.
So the Irishman drinks that mug down. And it magically refills. He drinks again; it refills again. By this time he's beginning to feel the effects, but the genie is also getting a big irritated. He's tapping his feet, looking at his watch, etc., and finally the genie says, "I got places to be. Have you decided on your other two wishes?"
The Irishman, staggering around by this time, looks at the mug as it fills up again, thinks for a minute, and says, "Yeah, just give me two more of these."
