What is that?
Casey and McBride were coming home from a Sunday lunchtime drinking session,
when they stumbled over a large cadaver by the roadside.
'It's a mule,' said one.
'No, 'tis a donkey,' said the other.
'Here comes the parish priest, he'll settle the matter.'
'Father, could you help us?' asked Casey. 'Could you tell us if this is a
mule or a donkey.'
'It's neither,' said the holy man. 'It's an ass. And don't leave it there.
Get a shovel and bury it.'
Ten minutes later the two boys were hard at it digging up the soil when O'Shaughnessy
'What's that you're doing, lads, digging a fox hole?'
'Not according to the parish priest,' said Casey.