This is an old joke of unknown orgin that I heard and probably retold a thousand times while bartending in colege.
Two Scottsmen, Angus and MacDougal, have grown up in the same village together. They were friends all their lives, married a pair of sisters, and lived just down the street from each other. But now, MacDougal has the cancer, and is lying on his deathbed, surrounded by his friends.
He calls, "Angus, come 'ere Angus. I 'ave a request for ye." Angus walks to his friends bedside and neels down.20
"Angus, we been friends all our lives, and now I'm dying 'ere. I 'ave one last request fir ye to do."
Angus bursts into tears, "Anything MacDougal, anything ye wish. It's done."
"Well, under me bed is a box containing a bottle of the finest whiskey in all of Scotland. Bottled the year I was born, it was. After I die, and they plant me in the ground, I want you to pour that fine whiskey over me grave so it might soak into me bones and I'll be able to enjoy it for all eternity."
Angus is overcome by the beauty and true Scottish spirit of his friends request.
"Aye, tis a fine thing you ask of me McDougal, and I will pour the whiskey. But, might I strain it through me kidneys first?"
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