paddy was digging holes.
mick was filling them in after him.
a woman was looking at them for awhile.
she asked why were they digging holes & filling them in.
they said that john who plants the trees phoned in sick that morning.
John was not really sick, he was moonlighting on his other job painting the white line in the centre of the roads, first day he painted 3 miles of line, second day he painted 2 miles of line, third day only 300 yards, why are you painting less each day asks the Gaffer, Well Soir says John, every day the paint pot is getting further and further away.
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