A bit of the Blarney for ya!
Malachy O'Toole is coming back from a trip to his favorite pub on St. Patrick’s Day and… sadly… has had a wee bit too much to drink. His car is weaving violently all over the road. Police Sergeant Dan Harrington sees Malachy driving recklessly and pulls him over.
"Malachy" says the cop to the driver, "now just where have ya been this fine evening?"
"Why, I've been to the pub of course," slurs Malachy.
"Well," says Dan, "It looks like you've had quite a few to drink this evening."
"I did all right Dan. Still a couple coppers left havn’t I?" says Malachy with a smile.
"Jaysus, there Malachy! Did you know…" says Dan, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, "that a few intersections back, your dear wife Eileen fell out of the car?"
"Oh, thank heavens," sighs Malachy, "For a minute there, I thought I'd gone deaf."
