Patrick walks into his local bar and orders a pint of Guinness, he sees his mate Brendan standing at the bar and shouts across:

'Oi Brendan!, how's tings'?

'Oh just fine Patrick, and yerself?'.

'I'm good tanks', says he.

'Have yer seen Michael just lately?' says Pat.

'Well' says Brendan, 'I tought I saw him on der Falls Road just the udder day, and he tought he saw me, but Jasus when we go a bit a bit closer to each other, Begod it was neither of us!'