If you're not the problem,
you'll have very few.
The Death of an Irishman
(A friend told me this story and swore it was the truth. I enhanced it a little and changed the names to protect the not so innocent).
Two Irish friends were sitting in a pub having a jar or two and chatting about a chum who had just died that morning.
"Are you going to the funeral?" Liam asked Dudley.
"Cause he ain't coming to mine."
An Old Gaelic Blessing
May those who Love us, love us,
And those that don't...