Paddy is with Custom Officers

Paddy returned from his American holiday with a unique haul slung over his shoulders: two hefty sacks. The Customs officer, intrigued, inquired about their contents. "Mobile phones," Paddy declared. Skepticism clouded the officer's face, demanding proof.

Opening the sacks revealed Paddy's truth. "But why so many phones?" the officer pressed.

Paddy chuckled, "Ah, they're not for me. My mate Mick, a musician, fancied two saxophones from the States."