A man walks into a pub and asks the barman for a pint of anything but Stella.
"What's wrong with Stella?" Asks the barman.
"Well last night I bought 12 pints of Stella and I ended up fucking skint" says the man.
The barman says "Well if you bought 12 pints of any beer you would spend a lot!"
The man says "No, Skint is my Jack Russel!"