I thought everyone might enjoy this story; being an Irishman myself, I sure did
Mrs. McGervey was a-walking down O’Connell Street in Dublin when she met up with Father Flaherty. The Father said, “Top o’ the mornin’ to ye! . . . Aren’t ye Mrs. McGervey, and didn’t I marry ye and yer hoosband 2 years ago?” She replied, “Aye, that ye did, Father.”
The Father asked, “And be there any little wee-uns as yet?”
She replied, “No . . . no . . . not yet, Father.”
The Father said, “Well now, I’ll be a-goin’ to Rome next week and to be sure, I’ll be lightin a candle for ye and yer hoosband.” She replied, “Oh, thank ye, Father!” They then parted ways.
Some years later they met again. The Father asked, “Well now, Mrs. McGervey, how are ye these days?” She replied, “Oh, very well, Father!” The Father asked, “And tell me now, have ye any wee-uns as yet?”
She replied, “Aye indeed, Father! Three sets of twins and 4 singles, 10 in all!”
The Father said, "That’s wonderful! . . . And how is yer lovin’ hoosband doing?
She replied, "E’s gone to Rome to blaw out yer fookin’ candle”.