Humor for St. Paddies day.

An Irishman named O'Malley went to his doctor after a long illness. The
doctor, after a lengthy xamination sighed and looked O'Malley in the eye and
said "I have some bad news for you. You have cancer, and it can't be cured.
You'd best get your affairs in order. O'Malley was shocked and saddened.
But, being a solid character, he managed to compose himself and walked form
the doctor's office into the waiting room, where his son had been waiting.
"Well son, we Irish celebrate when things are good and we celebrate when
things don't go well. In this case, things aren't so well. I have cancer.
Let's head to the pub and have a few pints."

After 3 or 4 pints, or more, the two were feeling a little less somber.
There were some laughs and some more beers. They were eventually approached
by some of O'Malley's old friends, who were curious to what the two were
celebrating.

O'Malley told them that the Irish celebrate the good as well as the bad. He
went on to tell his friends that they were drinking to his impending end.
He told his friends, "I have been diagnosed with AIDS." The friends gave
O'Malley their condolences, and they had a couple more beers.

After the friends left, O'Malley's son leaned over and whispered his
confusion. "Dad, I thought you told me that you were dying of cancer, and
you just told your friends that you were dying of AIDS!" O'Malley said, "I
don't want any of them sleeping with your Mother after I am gone."