An 80-year-old Irishman goes to the doctor for a check-up

[Scuba]

An 80-year-old Irishman goes to the doctor for a check-up. The doctor is
amazed at what good shape the guy is in and asks, 'How do you stay in such great physical condition?'

'Weel, you see I'm Irish and I'm a golfer,' says the old guy, 'I'm up before daylight and out golfin' up and down the fairways. Then I have a pint of stout, and all is well.'

'That helps,' says the doctor, 'but I'm sure there's more to it. How old was your father when he died?'

'Who says my Da's dead?'

The doctor is amazed. 'You mean you're 80 years old and your father's
still alive. How old is he?'

'He's 100 years old,' says the old Irish golfer. 'In fact he golfed with me this mornin' and then we had a wee drab o' whiskey.'

'That's great,' the doctor says, 'but there's got to be more to it. How about your father's father? How old was he when he died?'

'Who says my Grandda's dead?'

Stunned, the doctor says, 'you mean you're 80 years old and your
grandfather's still living! Incredible! How old is he?'

'He's 118 years,' says the old Irish golfer.

The doctor is getting frustrated. 'So, I guess he went golfing with you this morning too?'

'No, Grandda couldna go this mornin'. He's gettin' married today.'

The doctor loses it. 'Getting married? Why would a 118 year-old man want to get married?'

'Who says he wants to?'

[Brigid]

1. God bless the Irish!