Three Irish lads are staggering home and singing at the tops of their lungs at three o'clock in the morning. As they pass by one house the shutters open and an irate lady is heard to yell, 'Shut up all that catterwallin' ye bunch of hooligans'.

One of the boys calls out, 'Would that be the Missus O'leary bellerin' at us in that tone'.

"Yes it is and I'll be thankin' ye to let decent people sleep'

'Well now Missus O'leary', comes the reply, 'If you would be so kind as to tell us which of us is yer husbin', the rest of us will be goin' on'!!