The men were smiling next to each other at murphy’s pub in london.
After a while, one bloke looks at the other and says,
“i can’t help but think, from listening to you,
that you’re from ireland”.
the other bloke responds proudly.
“yes, that i am! ”
the first one says,
“so am i! And where about from ireland might you be? ”
the other bloke answers,
“i’m from dublin. I am. ”
the first one responds,
“so am i! ”
“mother mary and begora. And what street did you live on in dublin? ”
the other bloke say,
“a lovely little area it was. I lived on mccleary street in the old central part of town. ”
the first one says,
“faith and it’s a small world. So did i!
and to what school would you have been going? ”
the other bloke answers,
“well now, i went to st. Mary’s, of course. ”
the first one gets really excited and says,
“and so did i. Tell me, what year did you graduate? ”
the other bloke answers,
“well now, let’s see, i graduated in 1964. ”
the first one exclaims,
“the good lord must be smiling down upon us!
i can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same place tonight.
can you believe it?
i graduated from st. Mary’s in 1964 my own self! ”
about this time, vicky walks up to the bar, sits down and orders a drink.
brian, the barman, walks over to vicky, shaking his head and mutters,
“it’s going to be a long night tonight. ”
vicky asks,
“why do you say that, brian? ”
“the murphy twins are drunk again. ”