What is the funniest joke you've been told that you still think about to this day?

“Well, to St. Mary’s, of course.”

“Mother Mary. And on what street in Dublin did you live?”

“Faith and begorrah. What a small world. So did I. And to what school would you school would you have been going?”

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“A lovely little area of the old part of town, McCleary Street.”

“Oh, let me see now. ’Twas 1964, it was.”

At that point, a woman enters, stands at the other end, and orders a drink. Brian, the bartender says, “Oh, Vicky, it’s going to be a long, tiring night.”

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“The Murphy twins are drunk again.”

The first fellow is now beside himself. “The good Lord must be smiling on us. Imagine that the two of us should be meeting here, having grown up on the same street, gone to the same school, and graduated in the same year.”

“So am I. And from where in Ireland might you be?” says the first.

Should I have left it alone and kept quiet? I came out as gay to my adult kids last week. Age 61 married 15 years, divorced for 20. I feel so guilty for ruining their lives by living a lie.

Two blokes are sitting at the end of a bar. One orders a drink. The other one says, “From your voice, I’d guess you’re from Ireland.”

I’m from Dublin, I am.”

“Now why would you be saying that, Brian?”

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“Yes, that I am,” says the second.

“As did I,” the first bloke says, getting very excited. “And what year did you graduate?”