The wise old Mother Superior from the convent in Tipperary was dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink, but she refused it. Then, one nun took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened it and poured a generous amount into the warm milk. She returned to the Mother Superior's bed and held the glass to her pale, bloodless lips. Mother took a little sip, then a little more. Before they knew it, she'd drank the whole glass down to the last drop. "Mother," the nun asked in earnest, "please give us a some words of wisdom"
The stricken Mother, feeling better, got out of bed and said with a pious look on her face said, "Don't sell that cow!"