A backpacker is in the Scottish Highlands, when he comes upon a bar in a seaside village.

He decides to go into the bar. There is one other person there, an old, burly man.

"Yer see this bar here? I built this bar with my bare hands, chopped the finest wood in the county, with the finest nails, but do they call me McGregor the bar builder? No."

points out the window

"Yer see that wall over there? I built that wall with my bare hands, found the finest stones and laid them with care, but do they call me McGregor the wall builder? No."

points out other window

"Yer see that lighthouse there? I painted and built that lighthouse, used the finest paint in the village, and found the finest whale blubber to burn in the lamp, but do you think they call me McGregor the lighthouse builder? No."

looks at the wide-eyed backpacker

"But yer fuck one goat..."