>Two men were sitting next to each other at a bar.
>After a while, one guy looks at the other and says,
>"I can't help but think, from listening to you, that
>you're from Ireland"
>
>The other guy responds proudly, "Yes, that I am!"
>
>The first guy says, "So am I!
>And where about in Ireland might you be from?"
>
>The other guy answers, "I'm from Dublin, I am."
>
>The first guy responds, "Sure and begora, and
>so am I! And what street did you live on in Dublin?"
>
>The other guy says, "A lovely little area it was. I lived
>on McCleary Street in the old central part
>of town."
>
>The first guy says, "Faith & it's a small world, so
>did I! So did I! And to what school would you have
>been going?"
>
>The other guy answers, "Well now, I went to
>St. Mary's of course."
>
>The first guy gets really excited and says,
>"And so did I. Tell me, in what year did you graduate?"
>
>The other guy answers, "Well, now, let's see, I
>graduated in 1964."
>
>The first guy exclaims, "The Good Lord must be
>smiling down upon us! I can hardly believe our good
>luck at winding up in the same bar tonight. Can you
>believe it, I graduated from St. Mary's in 1964 my own self."
>
>About this time, Vicky walks into the bar, sits down,
>and orders a beer.
>
>Brian, the bartender, walks over to Vicky, shaking his
>head & mutters, "It's going to be a long night
>
>"The Murphy twins are drunk again."
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