The Irish Angler

[cpttuna]

The rain was pouring down,.. and there standing in front of a big puddle outside the pub, was an old man, soaking wet, holding a stick, with a piece of string dangling in the water. A passer-by stopped and asked," what are you doing?" " Fishin" replied the old man. Feeling sorry for the old man, the gentleman says, " Come on in out of the rain and have a drink with me." In the warmth of the pub, as they were sipping their whiskey, the gentleman cannot resist asking, " So how many have you caught today?" " You're my eighth."