An Irishman, quite drunk, is driving wildly through the streets of Dublin. A cop, spotting the car weaving violently all over the city's roads, races after him and pulls him over. "So, might I ask," says the cop to the driver, "where have you been?" "Well constable, I've spent a fine evening at Patty's Pub," slurs the drunk. "Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few pints." "I did all right, holding my own and all," the drunk says with a smile. The cop, now standing straight and folding his arms, says sternly, "Did you know that back at the intersection of Clare and Moyasta, your wife fell out of your car?" "Oh, thank heavens!" sighs the drunk. "For a minute there, I thought I'd gone deaf."