After a night of heavy drinking, two Irishmen staggered home from their country pub, intending to take a short cut through the cemetery. As creepy as it sounds, walking through the cemetery was a lot quicker than taking the road, even if it did mean walking past hundreds of graves in the darkness.
It being pitch black and with their being drunk and all, they lost their way and after a while they decided to take a rest against a stone, where Paddy leaned over to read the inscription.
“Do y’know, Michael, this fella here lived till he was 103!!”
“And did he come from hereabouts then?” asked Michael.
“No”, Paddy replied, reading the stone, “he was Miles, from Dublin”.
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