Irish Lubricant

MURPHY’S wife had been pregnant for some time and now the time had come. He brought her to the doctor and the doctor began to deliver the baby.

She had a little boy, and the doctor looked over at Murphy and said, “Hey, Murph! You just had you a son. Ain’t dat grand!”

 Murphy got excited by this, but just then the doctor spoke up and said, “Hold on! We ain’t finished yet!” 

The doctor then delivered a little girl. “Hey, Murph! You got you a daughter! She is a pretty lil ting, too.”

Then the doctor said, “Hold on, we ain’t got done yet!”

The doctor then delivered another boy and said, “Murph, you just had yourself another boy!”

Murphy said, “Doc, what caused all of dem babies?”

The doctor said, “You never know, Murph, it was probably something that happened during conception.” 

Murphy said, “Ah, yeah, during conception.”

When Murphy and his wife went home with their three children, he sat down with his wife and said, “Mama, you remember dat night that we ran out of Vaseline and we had to use dat dere 3-in-1 oil.”

She said, “Yeah, I remember dat night…”

Murphy said, “I’ll tell you, it’s a bloody good ting we didn’t use WD-40.”