The original joke:
An old Irishman shuffles into a bar at sundown with his eyes low and his head down.
The bartender says: “Ay, Billy! What’s the matter? You seem troubled.”
Billy responds: “You see this bar we’re standing in? I built it with me own hands! But they don’t call me the bar builder, no!”
“And the bridge everyone uses to cross the river to get to the market, I built that with me own hands too! But do the call me the bridge builder? No, they do not.”
“And the wall that protects our city, I built that with me own hands too! And they don’t call me the wall builder neither.”
“BUT YOU FUCK ONE SHEEP!…”