Paddy was walking through the customs area at the airport, carrying a large bottle.
“What have you there?” said a suspicious customs officer.
“T’is Lourdes holy water. I am bringing it home with me”, said Paddy.
The officer took the bottle, opened it and tried some.
“Why it’s Irish whiskey”, he spluttered.
“Lord bless me”, said Paddy, “another bloomin`miracle”.
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