Two Old Irish Friends

Kenny and Geno were getting well on in years, and Kenny was in the hospital in his last days.

Kenny reached out his hand to his friend and said, "Me friend, we've been pals since we were wee lads, and I haven't got much more time left of this earth. When I'm gone, would you do me the biggest of favors?"

To which Geno replied, "Why of course me good friend ... anything you'd ask of me."

Kenny asked, "When I'm well planted, please pour a bottle of the very best Irish whiskey on me grave."

Geno's response ... "Of course me good friend but ... would you be offended if I was to strain it through me kidneys first?"