Walking Home From the Local in Belfast

A man was walking home from his local in Belfast when he felt something prod in his back and a voice whisper in his ear, “Tell me. Are you Catholic or Protestant?”

He gulped and said nothing.

The voice angrily whispered, “Tell me! Are you Catholic or Protestant?”

The man shat himself a little and thought, it’s fifty fifty if I live if I tell the truth or lie.

The thing in his back was pushed harder, the voice now much louder, “Tell me! Are you Catholic or Protestant!?”

In a very quiet voice the man says, “I’m a Jewish boy” and the voice behind him says, “I must be the luckiest Arab in Belfast tonight!”