Shamrocks at your doorway For luck and laughter too,
The American tourist was walking around the cathedral admiring the architecture.
'Are you enjoying your visit to Ireland?' asked a young priest.
'Very much, Father, but I can't get on with the whiskey it's far too strong for me,' said the Yank.
'Why so?' asked the priest.
'Well, I got drunk on it on Saturday night and crashed out unconscious. Sunday morning I woke at 5 a.m. bright as a button. I went to 6 o'clock mass, 7 o'clock mass, 8 o'clock, nine, ten and eleven o'clock mass. Then I went to afternoon Rosary, sermon, Stations of the Cross and Benediction!'
'So what's wrong with that?' asked the priest.
'I'm a Protestant!' said the tourist.