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A sorid tale of the supernatural, gold teeth, lost treasure, and possibly crack.
Tag: Irish
Joke Of The Day: An Irish Blonde in the Casino
An attractive blonde from Cork, Ireland arrived at the casino.. She seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty-thousand Euros on a single roll of the dice.
She said, ‘I hope you don’t mind, but I feel much luckier when I’m completely nude’.
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with an Irish brogue yelled, ‘Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!’
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed…
‘YES! YES! I WON, I WON!’
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, ‘What did she roll?’
The other answered,
‘I don’t know – I thought you were watching.’
MORAL OF THE STORY –
Not all Irish are drunks,
not all blondes are dumb,
but all men…are men..
Joke Of The Day: Irish Birth Control
Mrs. McGervey was walking down O’Connell Street in Dublin when she met up with Father Flaherty.
The Father said, ‘Top o’ the mornin’ to ye! Aren’t ye Mrs. McGervey and didn’t I marry ye and yer hoosband 2 years ago?’
She replied, ‘Aye, that ye did, Father.’
The Father asked, ‘And be there any wee little ones yet?’
She replied, ‘No, not yet, Father.’
The Father said, ‘Well now, I’m going to Rome next week and I’ll light a candle for ye and yer hoosband.’
She replied, ‘Oh, thank ye, Father.’ They then parted ways.
Some years later they met again. The Father asked, ‘Well now, Mrs. McGervey, how are ye these days?’
She replied, ‘Oh, very well, Father!’ The Father asked, ‘And tell me, have ye any wee ones yet?’
She replied, ‘Oh yes, Father! Three sets of twins and 4 singles, 10 in all!’
The Father said, ‘That’s wonderful! How is yer lovin’ hoosband doing?’
She replied, ‘E’s gone to Rome to blow out yer fookin’ candle.’
Joke Of The Day: Irish Prostitue
An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return, her father cursed her.
Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn’t ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old mum thru?
The girl, crying, replied, “Sniff, sniff….dad….I became a prostitute….”
“Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You’re a disgrace to this family.”
“OK, dad– as ye wish. I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten bedroom mansion plus a savings certificate for $5 million.”
“For me little brother, this gold Rolex and for ye daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition convertible that’s parked outside plus a membership to the country club….(takes a breath)….and an invitation for ye all to spend New Years’ Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera, and….”
Now what was it ye said ye had become?” says dad.
Girl, crying again, “Sniff, sniff….a prostitute dad! Sniff, sniff.
“Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a Protestant. Come here and give yer old man a hug.
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