From his lookout high in't Pennines my good friend the General coveys this merry quip.
A farmer from North Yorkshire discovered a man drinking from a water trough on his land and called to him "Hey Oop ow'd lad, thas not want ter be drinkin wata from that thee're trough happen it's full of hoss piss and cow shite".
The stranger replied, "Very sorry I not understand you need speak slowly I from Pakistan".
To which the farmer answered "I SAID... I'LL FETCH THEE A JUG TO DRINK WITH".