A drunken Irishman is driving
through the city of Dublin on St. Patty's
Day and his car is weaving violently all
over the road. An Irish cop pulls
him over. "So," says the cop to the driver,
"where have you been?" "I've been to the pub," slurs the
drunk. "Well," says the cop, "it looks like
you've had quite a few." "I did all right," the drunk says with a
smile. "Did you know," says the cop,
standing straight and folding his arms,
"that a few intersections back, your
wife fell out of your car?" "Oh, thank heavens," sighs the man.
"For a minute there, I thought I'd
gone deaf."