Two Irishmen, Patrick Murphy and Shawn O'Brian grew up together and were
lifelong friends. But alas, Patrick developed cancer, and was dying.
While on his deathbed, Patrick called to his buddy, Shawn, "O'Brian,
come 'ere. I 'ave a request for ye." Shawn walked to his friend's
bedside and kneels.

"Shawny ole boy, we've been friends all our lives, and now I'm leaving
'ere. I 'ave one last request fir ye to do."

O'Brian burst into tears, "Anything Patrick, anything ye wish. It's
done."

"Well, under me bed is a box containing a bottle of the finest whiskey
in all of Ireland. Bottled the year I was born it was. After I die, and
they plant me in the ground, I want you to pour that fine whiskey over
me grave so it might soak into me bones and I'll be able to enjoy it for
all eternity."

O'Brian was overcome by the beauty and in the true Irish spirit of his
friend's request, he asked, "Aye, tis a fine thing you ask of me, and I
will pour the whiskey. But, might I strain it through me kidneys first?"

That's funny. There is nothing like having a true frined.