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Padraic Flaherty came home drunk every evening toward ten.

Now, the Missus was never too happy about it, either. So, one
night sh hides in the cemetery and figures to scare the beejeezus
out of him.

As poor Pat wanders by, up from behind a tombstone she jumps
in a red devil costume screaming, "Padraic Sean Flaherty, sure
and ya' don't give up you're drinkin' and it's to hell I'll take ye."

Pat, undaunted, staggered back and demanded, "Who the hell
ARE you?"

To that the Missus replied, "I'm the divil, ya' damned old fool."

To which Flaherty remarked, "Damned glad to meet you, sir,
I'm married to yer sister."
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