Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Seamus, were stumbling home from the pub late one night and found themselves on the road which led past the old graveyard.
‘Come have a look over here,’ says Paddy, ‘It’s Michael O’ Grady’s grave, God bless his soul, would you believe he lived to the ripe old age of 87.’
‘Dat’s nothing, ‘says Sean, ‘here’s one named Patrick O’ Toole, it says here that he was 95 when he died.’
Just then, Seamus yells out, ‘Good God, here’s a fella here ‘dat got to be 165!’
‘Bloody hell, ‘dats incredible – What was his name?’ asks Paddy.
Seamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what else is written on the stone marker and exclaims: ‘Miles, from Dublin.’