Two men sat next to each other at Murphy’s Pub in London. “You sound Irish,” said the first. “Aye, that I am!” said the second proudly. “Faith and begorra, so am I! Where from?” “Dublin.” “Saints preserve us, me too! What street?” “McCleary Street.” “Mother of mercy… that’s my street as well! What school?” “St. Mary’s, class of ’64.” “Sweet heavens… I graduated in ’64 too!” Just then, a man walked in and asked the bartender, “What’s going on tonight, Murphy?” The bartender sighed. “Ah, nothing much… the O’Malley twins are drunk again.”
Two men sat next to each other at Murphy’s Pub in London. “You sound Irish,” said the first. “Aye, that I am!” said the second proudly. “Faith and begorra, so am I! Where from?” “Dublin.” “Saints preserve us, me too! What street?” “McCleary Street.” “Mother of mercy… that’s my street as well! What school?” “St.…
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