The Priest

Mrs. Donovan was walking down O'Connell Street in Dublin when she met
up with Father Rafferty. The Father said,
"Top o' the mornin' to ye! Aren't ye Mrs.. Donovan & didn't I marry
ye & yer husband two years ago?"

She replied, "Aye, that ye did, Father."
The Father asked, "And be there any wee ones yet?"
She replied, "No, not yet, Father."
The Father said, "Well now, I'm going to Rome next week & I'll light a
candle for ye & yer husband."

She replied, "Oh, thank ye, Father." They parted ways. Some years
later they met again.
The Father asked, "Well now, Mrs.. Donovan, how are ye these days?"
She replied, "Oh, very well, Father!" The Father asked, "And tell me,
have ye any wee ones yet?"
She replied, "Oh yes, Father! Three sets of twins & 4 singles, 10 in all!"
The Father said, "That's wonderful!"
How is ye loving husband doing?" She replied,

"E's gone to Rome to blow out yer fookin' candle!"