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Thread: Sean & Michael
04-14-2005, 03:22 PM #1
Michael was on his deathbed and his best friend and pub buddy, Sean, had come to visit.
Michael: Well, Sean, we've lived the good life, haven't we? I guess I got no complaints.
Sean: Aye. Not bad a'tall.
Michael: Sean, I do have a tiny little request, if you'd oblige me.
Sean: An' w'at would that be, friend Michael?
Michael: Once they've covered me bones with dirt, would ye be so kind as to pour a quart of the finest Irish whiskey you can find over me grave?
Sean: A-a-w-w, Michael! To be sure! But tell me, friend Michael. Would it be okay with ya if I strained it through me kidneys first?No reserve. No retreat. No regrets.
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