St. Patrick’s Day is only a few days away. You know what that means! That’s right! That means today’s A Little Bit of Humour is all about everything you associate with St. Patrick’s Day – Ireland, drinking, leprechauns, pots of gold, even the saint himself! The one thing about this day I will never understand though: how did a religious holiday turn into a day-long drinking festival?
Two men were sitting next to each other at Murphy’s Pub in London. After a while, one man says to the other “I can’t help but think, from listening to you, that you’re from Ireland.”
The other drunken man responds proudly “Yes, that I am!”
The first one says “So am I! And where abouts from Ireland might you be?”
The other answers “I’m from Dublin, I am.”
The first responds “So am I!”
“Mother Mary and begorah! And what street did you live on in Dublin?” asked the second.
The first man answers “A lovely little area it was. I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town.”
“Faith and it’s a small world. So did I! And what grade school did you go to?”
“Well now, I went to St. Mary’s, of course.”
The first drunk is now very excited. “And so did I. Tell me, what year did you graduate?”
The second thinks for a minute. “I graduated in 1964.”
The first one exclaims “The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us! I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same place tonight. Can you believe it; I graduated from St. Mary’s in 1964 my own self!”
About this time another patron walks up to the bar, sits down and orders a drink.
As he serves the new patron, the barman mutters under his breath “It’s going to be a long night tonight.”
“Why do you say that?” the regular asks.
To which the barman replies “The Murphy twins are drunk again.”
