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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Mar 17, 2007 0:18:58 GMT -5
 "THE LUCK OF THE IRISH" As I came upon a leprechaun of whose legends Grandma told....
How this spritely little fellow could help find a pot of gold....
He led me to a rainbow and I smiled so happily......
At the pot of gold and Irish luck that would belong to me ....But as the night began to vanish, upon me came the dawn...
I rubbed my eyes, heaved a sigh and gave a great big yawn...
For on this morn of Patty's day, I feel a wee bit sad....
For my pot of gold and Irish luck, lost in the dream I had. |
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Mar 17, 2007 0:38:58 GMT -5
ICE
Commissioner of Comedy
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."
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John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said, "Here's to spending the rest
Of me life!, between the legs of me wife!"
That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of the night!
He went home and told his wife, Mary, "I won the prize for the Best
Toast of the night" She said, "Aye, did ye now. And what was your toast?"
John said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting in church
Beside me wife."
"Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!" Mary said.
The next day, Mary ran into one of John's drinking buddies on the
Street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, "John won the prize the
Other night at the pub with a toast about you, Mary."
She said, "Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. You
Know, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he fell
Asleep, and the other time I had to pull him by the ears to make him
Come."
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Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy. He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary.
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.
Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.
In the morning, Flyn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room.
She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"
Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"
"Well," Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror.
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Post by tec1958 on Mar 17, 2007 8:19:59 GMT -5
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Post by granny2shoes on Mar 17, 2007 10:12:22 GMT -5
Happy St. Patty's Day everyone, and tec happy birthday to you , i'm very proud of you, granny
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Post by bubbles99 on Mar 17, 2007 20:12:04 GMT -5
OH TEC!!!!! I am sooooo proud of you, my father will be 27 this New Years. I know how hard it is, Keep it up!!!!
Happy St. Patty's Day all
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Post by JoeRockss on Mar 17, 2007 20:54:09 GMT -5
Happy St. Patty's Day all
Tec, congrats on your sobriety
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Post by MannyFin on Mar 17, 2007 21:15:21 GMT -5
Hell, I am drunker than a skunk----HIC  |
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Mar 17, 2007 21:22:31 GMT -5
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