Target

[Seafood]

The O’Connell twins bought a secondhand Mercedes car and were taking their friend Paddy for a spin. As they sped past the government office buildings in Dublin, Paddy called out from the back seat, “What’s that thing sticking up on the bonnet of the car?” Seamus O’Connell, realizing that Paddy meant the Mercedes ornament, decided to have some fun with him. “That’s a target isn’t it, Finbar?” “Oh yes,” Finbar replied, “and a great target it is too.” “Target?” Paddy inquired, “A target for what?” “Well,” Finbar replied, “It helps to line up politicians and bureaucrats who are crossing the road in pedestrian crossings!” “Never!” spluttered Paddy in disbelief. “’Tis true,” insisted Seamus. “Wait a minute and I’ll show you.” Just then, a briefcase carrying suit started to cross the road ahead of them, so Seamus put his foot down and drove the car straight at him. At the very last second, he flicked the wheel over and swerved round the man. “See what I mean?” he grinned, turning round to look at Paddy. “Good, eh?” “No good at all,” replied Paddy. “To be sure if I hadn’t opened the back door, we wouldn’t have hit him at all!”