An Irish housewife is at home while her husband is away working at the Guinness factory when she hears a knock on the door.
Upon answering the door, she sees one of her husband’s friends and co-workers standing on the front porch.
“Mary,” says the man, “I’m afraid I have some terrible news. You see, there was an accident at the factory today, and your husband fell into a vat of the Guinness.”
“My God!” exclaims Mary, “Will he be alright? How badly is he hurt!?”
“Well,” says the man, “the fact is Mary, he didn’t make it, he drowned.”
“No!” Sobs Mary. “Please, tell me it was at least a quick death, and painless?”
“Well, you see, the thing of it is Mary, he got out three times to pee.”