An Irishman was sitting at a bar one evening, enjoying a pint of Guinness.

A woman sitting beside him noticed his drink and smiled.

“What a coincidence,” she said. “I’m having Guinness too.”

The Irishman lifted his glass. “Well then, cheers.”

They clinked glasses, and after a sip, he added, “I’m actually celebrating tonight.”

The woman’s eyes widened. “That’s funny. So am I.”

The Irishman laughed. “Now that really is a coincidence. What are you celebrating?”

The woman smiled warmly and said, “My husband and I have been trying to have a baby for four years. Today, I found out I’m pregnant.”

The Irishman grinned. “Well, congratulations! And believe it or not, I have a similar reason to celebrate.”

“Really?” she asked.

He nodded. “I’m a farmer. For four years, none of my hens would lay eggs. I tried everything, but nothing worked. Then today, suddenly, every single hen started laying eggs.”

The woman looked amazed. “That’s incredible! How did that happen?”

The Irishman took a slow sip of his Guinness, leaned closer, and said:

“I used a different cock.”

The woman smiled and replied:

“What a coincidence!”