OT: St Patrick's Day

On Mar 17, 10:52=A0am, "PDQ" <[email protected]> wrote:
> OK I'll play along :)
>
> Innews:[email protected],
> Morris Dovey <[email protected]> dropped this bit of wisdom:
>
> > St Patrick's Day is the day the rest of us mark to laugh at the bit of
> > "Irish" in all of us (methinks it's been too PC here of late)...
>
> > Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an
> > important meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to
> > heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place
> > I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me
> > Irish Whiskey!"
>
> > Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
>
> > Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
>
> > :)
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he
> meets, "Do you want to go to heaven?"
>
> The man said, "I do Father."
>
> The priest said, "Then stand over there against the wall."
>
> Then the priest asked the second man, "Do you want to go to heaven?"
>
> "Certainly, Father," was the man's reply. "Then stand over there against =
the
> wall," said the priest.
>
> Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and said, "Do you want to go to
> heaven?
>
> O'Toole said, "No, I don't Father.
>
> The priest said, "I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when you
> die you don't want to go to heaven?"
>
> O'Toole said, "Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group
> together to go right now."
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> O'Toole worked in the lumber yard for twenty years and all that time he'd
> been stealing the wood and selling it. At last his conscience began to
> bother him and he went to confession to repent.
>
> "Father, it's 15 years since my last confession, and I've been stealing w=
ood
> from the lumber yard all those years," he told the priest.
>
> "I understand my son," says the priest. "Can you make a Novena?"
>
> O'Toole said, "Father, if you have the plans, I've got the lumber."
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> Paddy was in New York. =A0He was patiently waiting, and watching the traf=
fic
> cop on a busy street crossing. The cop stopped the flow of traffic and
> shouted, "Okay pedestrians". Then he'd allow the traffic to pass. He'd do=
ne
> this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk.
>
> After the cop had shouted "Pedestrians" for the tenth time, Paddy went ov=
er
> to him and said, "Is it not about time ye let the Catholics across?"
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> Gallagher opened the morning newspaper and was dumbfounded to read in the
> obituary column that he had died. He quickly phoned his best friend Finne=
y.
>
> "Did you see the paper?" asked Gallagher. "They say I died!!"
>
> "Yes, I saw it!" replied Finney. "Where are ye callin' from?"
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> Walking into the bar, Mike said to Charlie the bartender, "Pour me a stif=
f
> one - just had another fight with the little woman."
>
> Oh yeah?"said Charlie "And how did this one end?"
>
> "When it was over," Mike replied, "she came to me on her hands and knees.
>
> "Really," said Charles, "now that's a switch! What did she say?"
>
> She said, "Come out from under the bed, you little chicken shit".
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> =A0An Irishman arrived at J.F.K. Airport and wandered around the terminal
> =A0with tears streaming down his cheeks. An airline employee asked him if
> =A0he was already homesick. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0"No," replied the Irishman "I've lost all me luggage!" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0=
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0"How'd that happen?" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0"The cork fell out!" said the Irishman. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for =A0 =
=A0 =A0
> =A0speeding in Connecticut.
>
> The state trooper smells alcohol on the =A0priest's breath and then sees =
an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car. He says, "Sir, have you been =
drinking?" =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> "Just water," says the priest. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine?" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0The priest looks at the bottle and says, =A0"Good Lord! He's done it a=
gain!"
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Two Irishmen were sitting at a pub having beer and watching the
> brothel =A0across the street. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0=
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0They saw a Baptist minister walk into the brothel, and one of them
> said, =A0"Aye, 'tis a shame to see a man of the cloth goin' bad." =A0 =A0=
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Then they saw a rabbi enter the brothel, and the other Irishman said,
>
> =A0"Aye, 'tis a shame to see that the Jews are fallin' victim to temptati=
on =A0 =A0 =A0
> =A0as well." =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Then they see a catholic priest enter the brothel, and one of the =A0 =
=A0
>
> =A0Irishmen said, "What a terrible pity...one of the girls must be dying.
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Seamus, were stumbling home from the
> pub late one night and found themselves on the road which led past the ol=
d graveyard.. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0"Come have a look over here," says Paddy, "It's Michael O'Grady's
> grave, God bless his soul. He lived to the ripe old age of 87." =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0"That's nothing," says Sean, "here's one named Patrick O'Toole, it
> says here that he was 95 when he died."! =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Just then, Seamus yells out, "Good God, here's a fella that got to be =
145!" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0"What was his name?" asks Paddy. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Seamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what
> else is written on the stone marker, and exclaims, "Miles, from Dublin."
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> Drunk Ole Mulvihill (From the Northern Irish Clan) staggers into a =A0 =
=A0
> Catholic Church, enters a confessional box, sits down but says nothing. =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
> The Priest coughs a few times to get his attention but the Ole just sits =
there. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0Finally, the Priest pounds three times on the wall. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0The drunk mumbles, "ain't no use knockin, there's no paper on this
> side =A0either."
>
> =A0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0
>
> =A0Mary Clancy goes up to Father O'Grady's after his Sunday morning =A0 =
=A0 =A0
> =A0service, and she's in tears. =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0He says, "So what's bothering you, Mary my dear?" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0She says, "Oh, Father, I've got terrible news. My husband passed away
> =A0last night." =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0The priest says, "Oh, Mary, that's terrible. Tell me, did he have any =
=A0last requests?" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0She says, "That he did, Father..." =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0=
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0The priest says, "What did he ask, Mary?" =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =
=A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0 =A0
>
> =A0She says, "He said, 'Please Mary, put down that gun!'
>
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> ;)
>
> P D Q

He'll be here all week. Try the veal. Don't forget to tip your
waitress.

mac davis wrote:
> On Tue, 17 Mar 2009 08:53:58 -0500, Morris Dovey <[email protected]> wrote:
>
>>St Patrick's Day is the day the rest of us mark to laugh at the bit of
>>"Irish" in all of us (methinks it's been too PC here of late)...
>>
>>Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important
>>meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to heaven he said,
>>"Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass
>>every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!"
>>
>>Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
>>
>>Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
>>
>>:)
>
> Everyone's Irish today, even the "Patty O'Furniture" that I'll be stretched out
> on after the corn beef & cabbage..
> Now, where's the green tequila?
>
>
> mac
>

If you stretch out on the Patty O'Furniture here YOU would be green.
Or greenish yellow. The pine pollen is coming down like rain. Had to
rename my red truck "Yella Fella".
--
Gerald Ross
Cochran, GA

Tis better to light a flame thrower
than to curse the darkness.

On Mar 17, 12:47=A0pm, mac davis <[email protected]> wrote:
> On Tue, 17 Mar 2009 08:53:58 -0500, Morris Dovey <[email protected]> wrote=
:
> >St Patrick's Day is the day the rest of us mark to laugh at the bit of
> >"Irish" in all of us (methinks it's been too PC here of late)...
>
> >Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important
> >meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to heaven he said,
> >"Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass
> >every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!"
>
> >Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
>
> >Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
>
> >:)
>
> Everyone's Irish today, even the "Patty O'Furniture" that I'll be stretch=
ed out
> on after the corn beef & cabbage..
> Now, where's the green tequila?
>
> mac
>
> Please remove splinters before emailing

Tequila turns green AFter you drink it. DAMHIKT

Morris Dovey wrote:
> St Patrick's Day is the day the rest of us mark to laugh at the bit of
> "Irish" in all of us (methinks it's been too PC here of late)...
>
> Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important
> meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to heaven he said,
> "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass
> every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!"
>
> Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
>
> Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
>
> :)
>
An Irishman, an Englishman and a Scot were sitting in a bar.

The view was fantastic, the beer excellent, and the food exceptional.

"Y'know," said the Scotsman, "I still prefer the pubs back home. Why,
in Glasgow there's a wee bar called MacTavish's. Now, the landlord
there goes out of his way for the locals so much that when you buy 4
drinks, he will buy the 5th drink for you."

"Well," said the Englishman, "at my local, The Red Lion, the barman
there will buy you your 3rd drink after you buy the first two."

"Ahhh, that's nuttin," said the Irishman. "Back home in Dublin there's
O'Driscoll's Bar. Now, the moment you set foot in the place they'll buy
you a drink, then another, all the drinks you like. Then, when you've
had enough drinks, they'll take you upstairs and see that you get laid.
All on the house."

"Really?" said the Englishman, "did this actually happen to you?"

"Not me meself, personally, no," said the Irishman, "but it did happen
to me sister.

zorp
paddy o'johnson

A man is strolling down an Irish lane when suddenly a masked gunman jumps
from the bushes.

"Now, be ye Catholic or be ye Prostestant?" demands the gunman.

Thinking quickly, the hiker says, "Err, I'm Jewish!"

A big grin spreads on the robber's face and he say: "Begorrah! I be the
luckiest A-rab in all of Ireland!"

On Tue, 17 Mar 2009 08:53:58 -0500, Morris Dovey <[email protected]> wrote:

>St Patrick's Day is the day the rest of us mark to laugh at the bit of
>"Irish" in all of us (methinks it's been too PC here of late)...
>
>Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important
>meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to heaven he said,
>"Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass
>every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!"
>
>Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
>
>Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
>
>:)

Everyone's Irish today, even the "Patty O'Furniture" that I'll be stretched out
on after the corn beef & cabbage..
Now, where's the green tequila?


mac

Please remove splinters before emailing

On Mar 17, 10:19=A0pm, "HeyBub" <[email protected]> wrote:
> A man is strolling down an Irish lane when suddenly a masked gunman jumps
> from the bushes.
>
> "Now, be ye Catholic or be ye Prostestant?" demands the gunman.
>
> Thinking quickly, the hiker says, "Err, I'm Jewish!"
>
> A big grin spreads on the robber's face and he say: "Begorrah! I be the
> luckiest A-rab in all of Ireland!"

Sammy and Moshe are walking down the sidewalk in New York,
Out of nowhere, a mugger flashes chrome 45.
"Give me all your money!!"
Moshe reaches into his pocket and gives Sammy $ 300,00. "That's the
money I owe you."

OK I'll play along :)

In news:[email protected],
Morris Dovey <[email protected]> dropped this bit of wisdom:
> St Patrick's Day is the day the rest of us mark to laugh at the bit of
> "Irish" in all of us (methinks it's been too PC here of late)...
>=20
> Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an
> important meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to
> heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place
> I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me
> Irish Whiskey!"=20
>=20
> Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
>=20
> Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
>=20
> :)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he=20
meets, "Do you want to go to heaven?"

The man said, "I do Father."

The priest said, "Then stand over there against the wall."

Then the priest asked the second man, "Do you want to go to heaven?"

"Certainly, Father," was the man's reply. "Then stand over there against =
the=20
wall," said the priest.

Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and said, "Do you want to go to=20
heaven?

O'Toole said, "No, I don't Father.

The priest said, "I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when =
you=20
die you don't want to go to heaven?"

O'Toole said, "Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group=20
together to go right now."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

O'Toole worked in the lumber yard for twenty years and all that time =
he'd=20
been stealing the wood and selling it. At last his conscience began to=20
bother him and he went to confession to repent.

"Father, it's 15 years since my last confession, and I've been stealing =
wood=20
from the lumber yard all those years," he told the priest.

"I understand my son," says the priest. "Can you make a Novena?"

O'Toole said, "Father, if you have the plans, I've got the lumber."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Paddy was in New York. He was patiently waiting, and watching the =
traffic=20
cop on a busy street crossing. The cop stopped the flow of traffic and=20
shouted, "Okay pedestrians". Then he'd allow the traffic to pass. He'd =
done=20
this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk.

After the cop had shouted "Pedestrians" for the tenth time, Paddy went =
over=20
to him and said, "Is it not about time ye let the Catholics across?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Gallagher opened the morning newspaper and was dumbfounded to read in =
the=20
obituary column that he had died. He quickly phoned his best friend =
Finney.

"Did you see the paper?" asked Gallagher. "They say I died!!"

"Yes, I saw it!" replied Finney. "Where are ye callin' from?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Walking into the bar, Mike said to Charlie the bartender, "Pour me a =
stiff=20
one - just had another fight with the little woman."

Oh yeah?"said Charlie "And how did this one end?"

"When it was over," Mike replied, "she came to me on her hands and =
knees.

"Really," said Charles, "now that's a switch! What did she say?"

She said, "Come out from under the bed, you little chicken shit".

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
=20
An Irishman arrived at J.F.K. Airport and wandered around the terminal
with tears streaming down his cheeks. An airline employee asked him if
he was already homesick. =20
=20
"No," replied the Irishman "I've lost all me luggage!" =20
=20
"How'd that happen?" =20
=20
"The cork fell out!" said the Irishman. =20
=20
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =20

An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for =20
speeding in Connecticut.=20

The state trooper smells alcohol on the priest's breath and then sees =
an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car. He says, "Sir, have you =
been drinking?" =20

"Just water," says the priest. =20
=20
The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine?" =20
=20
The priest looks at the bottle and says, "Good Lord! He's done it =
again!"
=20
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =20
=20
Two Irishmen were sitting at a pub having beer and watching the
brothel across the street. =
=20
=20
They saw a Baptist minister walk into the brothel, and one of them
said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see a man of the cloth goin' bad." =
=20
=20
Then they saw a rabbi enter the brothel, and the other Irishman said,=20
=20
"Aye, 'tis a shame to see that the Jews are fallin' victim to =
temptation =20
as well." =20
=20
Then they see a catholic priest enter the brothel, and one of the =20
=20
Irishmen said, "What a terrible pity...one of the girls must be dying.
=20
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =20
=20
Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Seamus, were stumbling home from the
pub late one night and found themselves on the road which led past the =
old graveyard.. =
=20
=20
"Come have a look over here," says Paddy, "It's Michael O'Grady's
grave, God bless his soul. He lived to the ripe old age of 87." =
=20
=20
"That's nothing," says Sean, "here's one named Patrick O'Toole, it
says here that he was 95 when he died."! =
=20
=20
Just then, Seamus yells out, "Good God, here's a fella that got to be =
145!" =20
=20
"What was his name?" asks Paddy. =20
=20
Seamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what
else is written on the stone marker, and exclaims, "Miles, from Dublin."
=20
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
=20
Drunk Ole Mulvihill (From the Northern Irish Clan) staggers into a =20
Catholic Church, enters a confessional box, sits down but says nothing. =
=20
The Priest coughs a few times to get his attention but the Ole just sits =
there. =20
=20
Finally, the Priest pounds three times on the wall. =20
=20
The drunk mumbles, "ain't no use knockin, there's no paper on this
side either."
=20
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =20
=20
Mary Clancy goes up to Father O'Grady's after his Sunday morning =20
service, and she's in tears. =20
=20
He says, "So what's bothering you, Mary my dear?" =20
=20
She says, "Oh, Father, I've got terrible news. My husband passed away
last night." =20
=20
The priest says, "Oh, Mary, that's terrible. Tell me, did he have any =
last requests?" =20
=20
She says, "That he did, Father..." =20
=20
The priest says, "What did he ask, Mary?" =20
=20
She says, "He said, 'Please Mary, put down that gun!'

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
=20
;)

P D Q