Two Irish friends leave the pub. One says to other, 'I can't be bothered to walk all the way home.' ‘I know, me too — but we've no money for a cab and we've missed the last bus home.' 'We could steal a bus from the depot,' replies his mate. They arrive at the bus depot and one goes in to get a bus while the other keeps a look-out. After what seems like ages, the look-out shouts, 'What are you doing? Have you not found one yet?' 'I can't find a No. 29.' 'Oh Jaysus Christ, ye tick sod! Take a No. 14 and we'll walk from the roundabout!’