The drunk groom
Casey stood at the altar, feet still but the rest of his body swaying with
the drink. What a state to be in on your wedding day.
'This man is drunk,' said Father Carey to the bride.
'I know, Father,' she replied. 'But sure he won't come when he's sober.'
'Let's get on with it then,' muttered the priest.
Through the service they stumbled. 'Do you Pat take Kitty to your loving wife...'
On and on went the proceedings till it came time for Casey to say:
'And with all my worldly goods I thee endow.'
'Well,' whispered O'Keefe, 'there goes his dartboard!'