The rain was pouring down. There standing in front of a big puddle outsidethe pub was an old Irishman, drenched, holding a stick, with a piece ofstring dangling in the water.
A passer-by stopped and asked, "What are you doing?" "Fishing" replied the old man.
Feeling sorry for the old man, the gent says,
"Come in out of therain and have a drink with me."
In the warmth of the pub, as they sip their whiskies, the gentleman, being abit of a smart aleck, cannot resist asking,
"So how many have you caught today?" "You're the eighth", says the old man
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