In the spirit of St. Patrick's day, " A wee bit of humor for me Irish friends"
First, the disclaimer that this story is in no way intended to cast dispersions on anyone of Irish decent, or any other race, creed, religion or belief . Nor is it to be considered an insult to any person, or persons, living, or dead. It is only intended to bring a little levity to this site!
That said, on to the story:
Two men were sitting next to each other at a bar. After a while, one guy looks at the other and says, "I can't help but think, from listening to you, that you're from Ireland."
The other guy responds proudly,
"Yes, that I am!"
The first guy says, "So am I!
And where about from Ireland might you be?"
The other guy answers,
"I'm from Dublin , I am."
The first guy responds,
"Sure and begora, and so am I! And what street did you live on in Dublin ?"
The other guy says,
"A lovely little area it was, I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town."
The first guy says,
"Faith & it's a small world, so did I! So did I!!
And to what school would you have been going?"
The other guy answers,
"Well now, I went to St. Mary's of course."
The first guy gets really excited and says,
"And so did I. Tell me, what year did you graduate?"
The other guy answers,
"Well, now, let's see, I graduated in 1964."
The first guy exclaims,
"The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us!
I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same bar tonight.
Can you believe it, I graduated from St. Mary's in 1964 my own self."
About this time, Vicky walks into the bar, sits down, and orders a beer.
Brian, the bartender, walks over to Vicky, shaking his head & mutters,
"It's going to be a long night tonight!!!!"
Vicky asks, "Why do you say that, Brian?"
"The Shamus twins are drunk again."
No. 88
That said, on to the story:
Two men were sitting next to each other at a bar. After a while, one guy looks at the other and says, "I can't help but think, from listening to you, that you're from Ireland."
The other guy responds proudly,
"Yes, that I am!"
The first guy says, "So am I!
And where about from Ireland might you be?"
The other guy answers,
"I'm from Dublin , I am."
The first guy responds,
"Sure and begora, and so am I! And what street did you live on in Dublin ?"
The other guy says,
"A lovely little area it was, I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town."
The first guy says,
"Faith & it's a small world, so did I! So did I!!
And to what school would you have been going?"
The other guy answers,
"Well now, I went to St. Mary's of course."
The first guy gets really excited and says,
"And so did I. Tell me, what year did you graduate?"
The other guy answers,
"Well, now, let's see, I graduated in 1964."
The first guy exclaims,
"The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us!
I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same bar tonight.
Can you believe it, I graduated from St. Mary's in 1964 my own self."
About this time, Vicky walks into the bar, sits down, and orders a beer.
Brian, the bartender, walks over to Vicky, shaking his head & mutters,
"It's going to be a long night tonight!!!!"
Vicky asks, "Why do you say that, Brian?"
"The Shamus twins are drunk again."
No. 88
posted by Crestwood Independent at 15:46
1 Comments:
Same disclaimer as above!
A wee bit more of me humor!
----- Mrs. Feeney shouted from the kitchen, "Is that you I hear
spittin' in the vase on the mantle piece?"
"No," said himself, "but I'm gettin' closer all the time."
According to the Irish, God invented whiskey to keep them from ruling the world.
Definition of an Irish husband: He hasn't kissed his wife
for twenty years, but he will kill any man who does.
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Murphy told Quinn that his wife was driving him to drink.
Quinn thinks he's very lucky because his own wife makes him walk.
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The late Bishop Sheen stated that the reason the Irish
fight so often among themselves is that they're always assured of
having a worthy opponent.
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An American lawyer asked, "Paddy, why is it that whenever
you ask an Irishman a question, he answers with another question?
"Who told you that?" asked Paddy.
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Question - Why are Irish jokes so simple?
Answer - So the English can understand them.
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Reilly went to trial for armed robbery. The jury foreman
came out and announced, "Not guilty."
"That's grand!" shouted Reilly. "Does that mean I can keep
the money?"
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Irish lass customer: "Could I be trying on that dress in
the window?"
Shopkeeper: "I'd prefer that you use the dressing room."
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Q. What do you call an Irishman who knows how to control a wife?
A. A bachelor.
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Finnegin: My wife has a terrible habit of staying up 'til two o'clock in the morning. I can't break her of it.
Keenan: What on earth is she doin' at that time?
Finnegin: Waitin' for me to come home.
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O'Hagan phoned the maternity ward at the hospital. "Quick!" He said. "Send an ambulance, my wife is goin' to have a baby!"
"Tell me, is this her first baby?" the intern asked.
"No, this is her husband, Kevin, speakin'."
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"O'Ryan," asked the druggist, "did that mudpack I gave you
improve your wife's appearance?"
"It did surely," replied O'Ryan, "but it keeps fallin' off!"
Tom!
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