Mrs. McMillen opens her front door late one night to see her husband's best friend, Paddy.
"Where is my husband?" she asks. "He went with you to the beer factory."
Paddy shakes his head and starts to tear up. "Ah, Mrs. McMillen, there was a terrible accident. He fell into a vat of Guinness and drowned."
Covering her face, she weeps, "Oh, did he at least go quickly?"
Paddy shakes his head. "Not reallyāhe got out three times to pee."