An Irish man, Seamus, walks into a bar and sees his friend Patrick.
"Why so sad, Seamus?" asks Patrick.
"I got bad news today. I have cancer," says Seamus. "The doctor says the prognosis is good, but Patrick, could you make me a promise?"
"Anything," says Patrick.
"If I die, will you take a bottle of the finest Jameson's Irish whiskey and pour it over my grave?"
"Oh, Seamus," says Patrick, "I'll be happy to....but do you mind if I strain it through my kidneys first?"
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Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone!
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"Hit it like you mean it, son"
I'll break your head like a pain a glass, Laddy....
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