Irish Birth Control
Mrs. Donovan was walking down O'Connell Street in Dublin when she met up with Father Flaherty. The Father said: "Top o' the mornin' to ye! Aren't ye Mrs. Donovan and didn't I marry ye and yer husband two years ago?"
"Aye, that ye did, Father," she replied.
"And have ye any wee little ones yet?" the priest asked.
"No, not yet, Father," she replied.
"Well now," the priest said: "I'm going to Rome next week and I'll light a candle for ye and yer husband."
"Oh, thank ye, Father," she said and they parted ways.
Several years later, they met again. The Father asked: "Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?"
"Oh, very well, Father!" she replied enthusiastically.
"And tell me, have ye any wee ones yet?" the priest asked.
"Oh yes, Father!" she replied: "Three sets of twins and four singles -- 10 in all!"
"That's wonderful!" he said: "And how is yer loving husband doing?"
"Not so well," Mrs. Donovan responded: "He's gone to Rome to blow out yer candle!"