This is about two Irishmen, Patrick and Shaun. As Shaun lay on his deathbed, he called for his best friend Patrick "Patrick", said Shaun," I'm dying, I haven't got much time left on this world. You're my best friend in the world, have be since we were children, and I have one final request I need to ask of you." Patrick says, "Of course old friend, I'd do anything for you, just say it and it's done!" "Good, I was sure I could count on you." says Shaun, "Here's what I want you to do. In my closet up in the corner of the top shelf is a small wooden box. In that box is a bottle of Irish Whiskey that was brought over by my Grandfather. Its never been opened and it's over 150 years old. When I'm dead and buried I want you to take that bottle and pour it over my grave as a tribute to our Homeland." "Of course," said Patrick, "Whatever my best friend in the world wants he gets, I owe it to you for all the years of devoted loyalty you've shown me. But would you mind if I did one little thing first?" "Oh, and what would that be?", asked Shaun. "Well," said Patrick, "Would you mind if I passed it through my kidneys first??"
An Irishman is never drunk as long as he can hold on to a single blade of grass and not fall off the face of the earth. I know that I've held on for dear life once or twice.
What a friend. When a teen ager my "bestest bud" and I made a pact--which ever dies first get his grave "tinkled" on by the other---am trying to be able to keep up my promise---LOL.