Full Measure.

When the hungry Scot was served by the deaf barman with two pennyworth of potato “crisps” he tore open the bag, spread the contents over the counter and looked in vain for the usual small packet of salt.

“No salt,” he complained.

The barman cupped his ear in his hand. “Sorr,” he said. “I didn't quite catch you.”

“No salt!” yelled the Scotsman.

“Oh!” said the barman. “I thought you said ‘one short.’”

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