| | | So Patrick died in a fire and his body was burned pretty badly. The morgue needed someone to identify the
body, so they sent for his two best friends, Paddy and Mick. The three men had always done everything
together.
Paddy arrived first and when the mortician pulled back the sheet.
Paddy said, "Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad. You better roll him over."
The mortician rolled him over, and Paddy said, "Nope, ain't Patrick."
The mortician thought this was rather strange. Then he brought Mick in to identify the body.
Mick looked at the body and said, "Yup he's pretty well burnt up. Roll him over." The mortician rolled him over
and Mick said, "No, it ain't Patrick." The mortician asked, "How can you tell?"
Mick said, "Well, Patrick had two a**holes."
"What? He had two a**holes?" asked the mortician.
Yup, I've never seen 'em, but everyone knew he had two a**holes. Every time we went to town, folks would
say, "Here comes Patrick with them two a**holes!" |
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