Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan
arrives at her door. "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks.
"I've somethin' to tell ya". "Of course you can come in, you're always
welcome, Tim., but where's my husband?" "That's what I'm here to be
telling ya, Brenda."
There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery..."
"Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me." "I must, Brenda. Your
husband Shamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry." Finally, she looked up at
Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?"
"It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat
of Guinness Stout and drowned." "Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell
me truth, Tim.. Did he at least go quickly?" "Well, Brenda... no. In fact, he
got out three times to pee."