[Eric]

A Newfie was walking along the beach near Come by Chance, looking for empties so that he could return them and buy more beer. He picked up an old brown stubby and, low and behold, out popped a genie who proceded to offer him three wishes. "I'll have me a bottle of beer that is never empty" says the bye from rock. A bottle full of the coldest, best tasting beer he had ever drunk appeared in his hand ... he drained it; and, sure enough, it filled again. Once more, he drained it. And again. The genie, getting a little impatient, reminded him he still had two wishes left. "No problem," said the Newf, emptying the bottle yet again; "I'll have me two more of these".