Paddy and Sean were fishing on the Irish shoreline when Paddy pulled out a cigar. Finding he had no matches, he asked Sean for a light.
'Ya, shure, I haff a lighter,' Sean said with an Irish accent, before reaching into his tackle box & pulling out a Bic lighter, 10 inches long.
'My God, man!' exclaimed Paddy, taking the huge Bic Lighter in his hands. 'Where'd yew git dat monster?' 'Well,' replied Sean, 'I got it from my Genie.' 'You haff a fecking Genie?' Paddy asked.
'Ya, shure. He's right here in my tackle Box,' says Sean.
'Could I see him?' Sean opens his tackle box and sure enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the Genie, Paddy says: 'Hey dere! I'm a good pal of your master. Will you grant me one wish?' 'Yes, I will.' says the Genie.
So Paddy asks the Genie for a million bucks.
The Genie disappears back into the tackle box leaving Paddy sitting there waiting for his million bucks.
Shortly, the Irish sky darkens and is filled with the sound of a million ducks flying directly overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks Paddy yells at Sean: 'What the hell? I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks!' Sean answers: 'Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie is a wee bit hard of hearing.
Do yew really tink I asked for a 10 inch Bic?'