Thought on a Convoluted, Unpunchlined Joke

An Englishman, an Irishman, a Scotsman, a Frenchman, a Chinaman, an Iranian, a Welshman, an American, an Argentine man, a Spaniard, a cuckoo clock, a cheesecake, a fish, an Armenian hatter, a shoelace, a second-hand bookshop, a stolen cat, God, yesterday’s Sun headline and not much else, walked into a bar.

There was no punchline.

And the thought was: why are they always men? Apart from.