Brenda
OMalley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim
Finnegan arrives at her door.

"Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "Ive
somethin to tell ya".

"Of course you can come in, youre always welcome,
Tim. But wheres my husband?"

"Thats what Im here to be telling ya, Brenda."

There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery…"

"Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please
dont tell me."

"I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and
gone. Im sorry.

Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen,
Tim?"

"It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of
Guinness Stout and drowned."

"Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true,
Tim. Did he at least go quickly?"

"Well, Brenda… no. In fact, he got out three
times to pee."