An English landowner and his Irish manservant bumped into each other in Hell after they pass. "My lord! What are you doing here?" the Irishman exclaimed. The landowner sighed. "I'm here because I lied, cheated, and stole to pay the debts run up by my playboy son. But you were always a faithful, loyal servant. Why are you here?" The Irishman sighed. "For fathering that playboy son of yours!"