Thurles Humour.

Paddy Murphy, the local Thurles chicken farmer, entered the Arch Bar in Liberty Square, Thurles and taking a seat at the counter, he called for a brandy and white lemonade.

It was the middle of the afternoon and the place was partially deserted except for a rather attractive 35 year old woman, socially distancing, 2 metres away, also seated at the counter.

The woman was first to break the silence by announcing “How about that? I just ordered a brandy and white lemonade too!”

Paddy turns to her and says, “What a coincidence. This is a special day for me, I’m celebrating.”

“This is a special day for me, too, and I’m also celebrating,” says the woman.

“What a coincidence,” said Paddy.

On being both served, they stretch out and clinked glasses and Paddy, now curious, asks, “What are you celebrating?”

“My husband and I” said the woman,” have been trying to have a baby for the last 5 years. Today, my gynaecologist in Kilkenny Hospital, informed me that I’m pregnant!”

“Now that is a real coincidence,” says Paddy. “I’m a chicken farmer. For years all my hens appeared to be infertile, but today they’re finally fertile.”

“That’s great,” says the woman. “How did your chickens become fertile?”

“I switched to a younger cock,” Paddy replied.

“Why if that isn’t yet another coincidence,” said the woman.


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