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by **skyvet** » Tue Nov 14, 2006 3:58 pm

Paddy and Murphy are having a few pints in their local, when Paddy realises he's going to be late home. As he had previously promised his wife that he wouldn't be late, he decided to ring her with an excuse. When he rejoined Murphy in the bar, he said "Bejaysus Murphy, you won't believe what I've just heard! I was phoning the wife when I must have got a crossed line, and I heard someone saying that they're going to assassinate the Pope tomorrow."
"Paddy me boy" says Murphy, "we can make a fortune out of this information. Get yourself into the bookies, and put all of our money on the Pope being murdered tomorrow." Off went Paddy into the nearest bookies, and placed the bet at odds of 1000/1.
The following day, they were both in the pub again just as the lunchtime news came on the radio. A grim sounding newscaster announced the breaking news that the Pope had been shot and killed on the balcony of the Vatican. "We're rich, we're rich!" cried Murphy ...........
"Not yet" said Paddy, "I've done him as a double with the Archbishop of Canterbury"

(Emoticon withheld in respect to Mills Chapman!)