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An Irishman named O'Malley went to his doctor after a long

illness.

The doctor, after a lengthy examination, sighed

and looked

O'Malley in the eye, and said, "I've some bad

news for you.

You have cancer, and it can't be cured. I'd give

you two

weeks to a month to live."

O'Malley was shocked and saddened by the

news, but of solid

character. He managed to compose himself and

walk from the

doctor's office into the waiting room. There, he

saw his son

who had been waiting. O'Malley said, "Well son,

we Irish

celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate

when things

don't go so well. In this case, things aren't so

well. I have

cancer,

and I've been given a short time to live. Let's head

for the

pub and have a few pints."

After three or four pints, the two were feeling a

little

less somber. There were some laughs and more

beers. They were

eventually approached by some of O'Malley's old

friends who

asked what the two were celebrating. O'Malley

told them that

the Irish celebrate the good and the bad. He went

on to tell

them that they were drinking to his impending

end. He told

his friends, "I've only got a few weeks to live as I

have

been diagnosed with AIDS."

The friends gave O'Malley their condolences, and

they had a

couple more beers.

After his friends left, O'Malley's son leaned over

and

whispered his confusion. "Dad. I though you said

that you

were dying from cancer??? You just told your

friends that you

were dying from AIDS!"

O'Malley said, "I am dying of cancer, son. I just

don't want

any of them sleeping with your mother after I'm

gone."