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Three from Paddy and Murphy
Murphy calls round to see his friend, Paddy, who's housebound with a broken leg.
Paddy says, "Me feet are feckin freezin. Could you nip upstairs and fetch me slippers ?".
"No bother", says Murphy and runs upstairs, where he sees Paddy's stunning, 19 year old twin daughters sitting on their beds.
"Hello, girls. Yer pa sent me up to shag you both".
"Feck off, you liar" say the girls.
Murphy says, "I'll prove it to you, and shouts down the stairs,
"Both of them, Paddy ?."
"Of course both, ...What's the use of just f#cking one???!!!".
Farmers Paddy and Murphy had just finished ploughing a field, and were both sat in the tractor cab towing the plough behind them. Just as they exited the field through a gate, and were broadside across the narrow country lane, a sports car came round the bend at high speed! Seeing the lane completely blocked, and going too fast to be able to stop, in order to avoid a collision with the hefty tractor and plough, the sports car driver steered through the gateway that Paddy and Murphy had just come out of. The car hit the lines of earth where the plough had been - rolled over 17 times, and burst into flames.
"Bejaysus" said Paddy to Murphy, "we only just got out of that field in time!"
Paddy and Murphy are having a few pints in their local, when Paddy realises he's going to be late home. As he had previously promised his wife that he wouldn't be late, he decided to ring her with an excuse. When he rejoined Murphy in the bar, he said "Bejaysus Murphy, you won't believe what I've just heard! I was phoning the wife when I must have got a crossed line, and I heard someone saying that they're going to assassinate the Pope tomorrow."
"Paddy me boy" says Murphy, "we can make a fortune out of this information. Get yourself into the bookies, and put all of our money on the Pope being murdered tomorrow." Off went Paddy into the nearest bookies, and placed the bet at odds of 1000/1.
The following day, they were both in the pub again just as the lunchtime news came on the radio. A grim sounding newscaster announced the breaking news that the Pope had been shot and killed on the balcony of the Vatican. "We're rich, we're rich!" cried Murphy ...........
"Not just yet" said Paddy, "I've done him as a double with the Archbishop of Canterbury"