> After days in the wilderness Paddy and Mick stumble into a bar in the
> wild
> west and ask for two beers.
> Unfortunately they’ve got no money and the barman won’t give them
> credit!.
> Just then a bloke walks in with a Red Indian’s head under his arm.
> The barman shakes his head and says,“I hate Indians. Last week the
> bastards
> burnt my barn to the ground, raped my wife and killed my children. If
> any
> man brings me the head of a Red Indian, I will give them, $1,000”
>
> The two Irishmen look at each other and then go off to find a Red
> Indian.
> Later that day they see one, and Mick throws a stone which hits the
> Red
> Indian on the head.
>
> The Indian falls off his horse but lands 70ft down a ravine. Paddy and
> Mick
> dash down into the ravine where Paddy starts sawing the Indian’s head
> off.
>
> Suddenly Mick says,“Paddy look at this....”
> Paddy says,“in a minute”
> “No, look at this....,“says Mick.
> “No, can’t ya see i’m fookin busy.....”
>
> Mick grabs hold of him and Paddy looks up and sees 10,000 Indians
> standing
> around the top of the ravine.
>
> “Bejazus Mick,” says Paddy, “We’re gonna be fooking millionaires!”