Friday, December 13, 2002

The Brewery - JOKE ALERT!

courtesy of Jeff I. via email

Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door. "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya."

"Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim. But where's my husband?"

"That's what I'm here to be tellin' ya, Brenda. There was an accident down at the brewery."

"Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me ..."

"I must, Brenda. Your husband Seamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry."

Finally, she looked up at him. "How did it happen, Tim?"

"It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guiness Stout and drowned."

"Oh my Dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?"

"Well, no Brenda... no."

"No?"

"No. Fact is, he got out three times to pee."

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