Only clean joke I know.
Best served with a good Irish accent, but it'll have to do.
Patty and Katrin were married for 57 years. She was a saint of a woman, went to church every sunday. Patty on the other hand, went to services at MacCallesters Pub every sunday. And monday. Well, everyday it would seem. However they were happy.
One day Patty came home from MacCallesters, and found Katrin sitting in her reading chair, but dead. Patty cried out "Oh Katrin, what ever am I gonna do without ya.. I only hope it was peaceful"...
The day of the funeral, Patty was again sitting at the bar, crying in his beer, waiting until it was time to say his one last good-bye. At 1:30 Patty looked at his watch, and figured he had time for another beer, since the service was at 2:00, and a short 10 block drive. At 1:45 he figured he still had time.
At 1:55 he decided it was time to go.. And started heading towards the church. As he headed towards the church he noticed all the cars. Katrin was so well loved, everyone in town was there, and there wasn't a parking place within 10 blocks.
About 2 blocks from the church Patty started to realize he was about to miss his beloved Katrin's funeral.
"Lord, I know we don't talk much, and I've been a wretch of a man. If ya fit to let me say goodbye to katrin, I'll be a changed man. I'll be in the front owe in the church every sunday in me best suit, I'll give up the gamblin' and donate the money, and I'll even give up the drink".
He turned a the corder at the church, and the car in the closest spot pulled out, giving Patty the closest spot.
"Lord, I don't know if ya heard me or not just then.... but never mind, I found one."
-Z