A young Irishman, Brian O'Malley, sat inside the pub of McLarney's Glenn in downtown New York City.  He was drinking Guinness and 'Cut'n D' Blarn' with the barkeep, Paddy O'Toole.

Another Irishman comes in and sits besides him, "Top O' Morn!" he greets and hears the lilt between Paddy and Brian and says, "Laddie! You be Irish too, you say?"

"Yes I am!" Brain spouts proudly, "Paddy, give us another round and one for my good friend here - he's from the mother country as well."

The second man asks, "So Brian, where in the old country ye from?" 

"Dublin!" responds Brian.

"Dublin you say! So am I!" and the second man hollers for Paddy to bring another round, "..and shots of your best Irish Poteen, for me and my Irish friend here."

Afterwards, Brian asks the second from where in Dublin he grew up, and the second man responds, "I stropped my britches in the parish of Killinay on Glenalua Road, in the south of Dublin, I did!"

Brian responded, "Well, I'll be a Connemara Druid! That's the same street where I grew up!" and he yells for Paddy to bring a pair of beers and, "The finest Irish Whiskey for the pair of us Irishmen! 

The phone behind the bar rings and the Paddy answers. The owner of the  pub asks Paddy how is business and he responds, "Not too bad, the O'Malley twins are here getting drunk again..."