Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Shamus, were
stumbling home
late one night and found themselves on the road which
led past the old
graveyard.

“Come have a look over here,”
says Paddy, “It’s Michael O’Grady’s
grave, God bless his soul. He
lived to the ripe old age of 87.”

“That’s nothing,” says Sean,
“here’s one named Patrick O’Toole.
It says here that he was 95
when he died.”

Just then, Shamus yells out, “But here’s a fella
that died when he
was 145 years old!”

“What was his name?”
asks Paddy.

Shamus lights a match to see what else is written on
the stone marker,
and exclaims, “Miles, from Dublin.”