A group of Americans is touring Ireland. One of the women in the group is a real curmudgeon,constantly
complaining: "The bus seats are uncomfortable. The food is terrible. It's too  hot. It's too cold. The
accommodations are awful."

One day, the group arrives at the site of the famous Blarney Stone. "Good luck will be followin' ya all
your days if you kiss the Blarney Stone," their guide says. "Unfortunately, it's  being cleaned today and so no one will be able to kiss it. Perhaps we can come back tomorrow."

"We can't be here tomorrow," the nasty woman shouts. "We have some other boring tour to go on. So I guess we can't kiss the stupid stone."

"Well now," the guide says, "it is said that if you kiss someone who has kissed the stone, you'll have the same  good fortune."

"And I suppose you've kissed the stone?" the woman scoffs.

"No, ma'am," the frustrated guide responds. "But I have sat on it.