>John hoisted his beer and said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life,>between the legs of me wife!">That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of the night!>>He went home and told his wife, Mary, "I won the prize for the Best>toast of the night" She said, "Aye, did ye now. And what was your>toast?">John said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting in church>beside me wife." "Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!" Mary said.>>The next day, Mary ran into one of John's drinking buddies on the street>corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, "John won the Prize the>other night at the pub with a toast about you, Mary.">She said, "Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself.>You know, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he>fell asleep, and the other time I had to pull him by the ears to make>him come."
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