Mrs. Donovan was walking down O’Connell Street in Dublin when she met Father Flaherty.<br /><br />The Father said, ‘Top o’ the mornin’ to ye&#33; Aren’t ye Mrs. Donovan and didn’t I marry ye and yer hoosband 2 years ago?’<br /><br />She replied, ‘Aye, that ye did, Fadder.’<br /><br />The Father asked, ‘And be there any wee little ones yet?’<br /><br />She replied, ‘No, not yet, Fadder.’<br /><br />The Father said, ‘Well, now, I’m goin’ to Rome next week and I’ll light a candle for ye and yer hoosband.’<br /><br />She replied, ‘Oh, thank ye , Fadder.’ They then parted ways.<br /><br />Some years later they met again. The Father asked, ‘Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?’<br /><br />She replied, ‘Oh, very well, Fadder&#33;’<br /><br />The Father asked, ‘And tell me, have ye any been blessed wit wee ones yet?’<br /><br />She replied, ‘Oh yes, Fadder&#33; T’ree sets o’twins and 4 singles, 10 in all&#33;’<br /><br />The Father said, ‘That’s wonderful&#33; How is yer loving hoosband  doing?’<br /><br />She replied, ‘E’s gone to Rome to blow out yer stinking candle.’