As he was leaving the pub after having a few beers, Patrick spotted his friend Michael down on his hands and knees under the light looking for something on the ground.
“What is it you lost Michael?” Patrick asked.
“It’s me watch”, Michael answered. “It fell off when I tripped over the pavement”.
So Patrick joined in the search, but after about looking foe ages, they hadn’t found any sign of Michael’s watch.
“Where abouts did you fall?” Patrick asked.
“It was about a block up the street”, Michael replied.
“So why are we looking here Michael?” Patrick asked, scratching his head.
“Sure the light’s a lot better here”, replied Michael.
Now there’s good old Irish logic for you.
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