Guinness
brewery
Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when
Tim Finnegan arrives at her door."Brenda, may I come
in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya."
"Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim.
But where's my husband?"
"That's what I'm here to be tellin' ya, Brenda. There
was an accident down at the Guinness brewery..."
"Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me.."
"I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone.
I'm sorry."
Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen,
Tim?"
"It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of
Guinness Stout and drowned."
"Oh my, dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did
he at least go quickly?"
"Well, no Brenda... no. Fact is, he got out three times
to pee."
Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when
Tim Finnegan arrives at her door."Brenda, may I come
in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya."
"Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim.
But where's my husband?"
"That's what I'm here to be tellin' ya, Brenda. There
was an accident down at the Guinness brewery..."
"Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me.."
"I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone.
I'm sorry."
Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen,
Tim?"
"It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of
Guinness Stout and drowned."
"Oh my, dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did
he at least go quickly?"
"Well, no Brenda... no. Fact is, he got out three times
to pee."
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