IRISH HUMOUR
April 5th 2009 07:53
The following joke is one of those 'forwards', so I cannot attribute it to anyone in particular, unless you own up now and tell me it is yours, I will then dedicate it to your good self!
I, having Irish blood in me, among many other strains, being the typical mongrel Aussie, should take some offence at the lampooning of the Irish, but, so many of the jokes are too good to pass up!
BEGORRAH!! ENJOY!
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, Flynn 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 would 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.
A belated Happy Saint Patrick's Day to one and all.
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I, having Irish blood in me, among many other strains, being the typical mongrel Aussie, should take some offence at the lampooning of the Irish, but, so many of the jokes are too good to pass up!
BEGORRAH!! ENJOY!
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, Flynn 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 would 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.
A belated Happy Saint Patrick's Day to one and all.
IMAGE CREDITS: All images courtesy of free clip art site "DESIGNED TO A T"
Follow "Designed To A T" Link here: LINK
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Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
*Youve been up the pub again, haven*t you?* says the wife, *and don*t try and deny it because the pub just called and told me you*d left your wheelchair there, again!*
L
Comment by Mountain Fog
Infognito
Screen Trek
QUOTE ME NO QUOTES!
Loved it!
Hi Lilla, hope you are well.
cheers
fog