An English landowner and his Irish manservant ran into each other in Hell one day. “My lord,” the Irishman exclaimed, “What are you doing here?”

The landowner sighed. “I’m here because I lied, cheated, and stole to pay the debts run up by that playboy son of mine. But you were a faithful, loyal servant. Why are you here?”

“For fathering that playboy son of yours,” the Irishman replied.

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