A man was walking home late one night in Ireland when a woman beckoned to him from the shadows.
"Twenty pounds," she whispered.
Though he'd never been with a prostitute before, he thought, *Why not? It's only twenty pounds.* They ducked into some nearby bushes.
A moment later, a police officer's flashlight beam landed on them. "Now then, what's going on here?" asked the officer.
To his surprise, the man replied with an annoyed sigh, "To be sure, I'm making love to me wife."
"Is that so? My apologies, sir," said the officer, beginning to withdraw.
"Well, neither did I," the man shot back, "until you shined that bloody light in her face!"
