A tale of the Irish.....
Paddy is walking down the street with a black eye. Mick says "How'd ya get the black eye then Paddy".
He says "Well Mick, I was in Mass the other day, and the widow Mrs O'Reilly was sitting in front of me. When she stood up, her dress was caught between her butt cheeks. I thought she might be embarrassed. So I leaned forward and pulled it out for her. And POW!! she turns round and socks me in the eye!"
"You won't do that again will ya Paddy"
"No way" he says to Mick...
A week later, Paddy is walking down the street with another black eye.
" 'Ere Paddy" says Mick, "How did you get the other black eye then"?
So Paddy tells the story....
"Well Mick, I was in Mass the other day. I was sitting behind Mrs O'Reilly. She stands up and her dress is caught between her butt cheeks. My young son leans forward and pulls it out for her. I knew she wouldn't like that...... so I poked it back in again..."