Paddy and Mick owned the pub at the village and after closing time were sitting at the bar, drinking and complaining about how bad business was. It didn't take long for them to both quite tipsy. Mick says to Paddy, "Paddy me ol' son, business is so bad we're going to have to open up a brothel in the back to get some extra money coming in".
Paddy looked at him in astonishment and spluttering, he replied, "Mick, are ye blithering mad? We can ne'er sell beer! How do ye think we're gonna sell broth?"