Two old Irishmen were in their local pub one night and had both downed quite a few pints of Guinness.
It was pretty obvious to look at the pair of them that they were both the worse for wear, sloshed, inebreiated (try saying that when you are drunk, let alone spelling it), just plain drunk as skunks. As so often happens when guys are drunk, they end up doing some deep thinking.
The first old drunk Irishman said, “Ya know Murphy, when I was 30 and I got a hard-on, I couldn’t bend it with both hands”.
Murphy nodded in acknowledgment at his friend Paddy.
The first old drunk Irishman continued. “By the time I was 40 Murphy, ya know I could bend it about 10 degrees if I tried really hard”.
Murphy nodded again. Both of them paused for another long sup of their beers.
“By the time I was 50”, Paddy continued, “I could bend it about 20 degrees, no problem at all”.
Murphy nodded again and raised his glass to his friend, by now rather lost as to what Paddy was getting at.
Paddy continued some more. “I’m gonna be 60 next week Murphy and now I can almost bend it in half with just one hand”.
“So”, Murphy replied, the meaning of this all getting a bit deep for him, “What’s your point Paddy?”
“Well”, Paddy replied, “I’m just wondering how much stronger I’m gonna get!”
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