by bluehound on Fri May 30, 2008 8:22 am
Paddy the Irishman died in a fire and was burnt pretty badly. So the
Morgue needed someone to identify the body.
His two best friends, Seamus and Sean(also Irishmen), were sent for.
Seamus went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. Seamus said,
'Yup, he's burnt pretty bad. Roll him over'. So the mortician rolled him over.
Seamus looked and said, 'Nope, it ain't Paddy'. The mortician thought
that was rather strange, but said nothing and asked Sean in to identify the
body.
Sean took a look at him and said, 'Yup, he's burnt real bad, roll him
over The mortician rolled him over and Sean looked down and said, 'No, it
ain't Paddy'.
The mortician asked, 'How can you tell?'
Sean said, 'Well, Paddy had two ar* eholes.'
'What, he had two ar* eholes?!!' said the mortician.
'Yup, everyone knew he had two ar* eholes. Every time we went into town,
folks would say, 'Here comes Paddy with them two Ar* eholes....'
**
Five Englishmen in an Audi Quattro arrived at an Irish border
checkpoint.
Paddy, the officer, stops them and tells them: 'It is illegal to put 5
people in a Quattro, Quattro means four'
'Quattro is just the name of the automobile,' the Englishman retorts
disbelievingly. 'Look at the papers, this car is designed to carry five
persons.'
'You cannot pull that one on me,' replies Paddy 'Quattro means four. You
have five people in your car and you are therefore breaking the law.'
The Englishmen replies angrily, 'You idiot! Call your supervisor over I
want to speak to someone with more intelligence!'
'Sorry,' responds Paddy, 'Murphy is busy with 2 guys in a Fiat Uno.'
*
**
Following a night out with a few friends, a man brought them back to
show off his new flat.
After the grand tour, the visitors were rather perplexed by the large
gong taking pride of place in the lounge.
'What's that big brass gong for?' one of the guests asked.
'Why, that's my Speaking Clock' the man replied.
'How does it work?'
'I'll show you', the man said, giving the gong an ear-shattering blow
with an unpadded hammer.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed,
'For F*ck sake, it's twenty to two in the morning!!'
--
A stranger was seated next to a little girl on the airplane when the stranger turned to her and said, 'Let's talk. I've heard that flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger.'
The little girl, who had just opened her book, closed it slowly and said to the stranger, 'What would you like to talk about?'
'Oh, I don't know,' said the stranger. 'How about nuclear power?' and he smiles.
'OK, ' she said. 'That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass - . Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?'
The stranger, visibly surprised by the little girl's intelligence, thinks about it and says, 'Hmmm, I have no idea.'
To which the little girl replies, 'Do you really feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know shit?
***************
A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.
'Not a chance,' says the husband, 'it is 3:00 in the morning!'
He slams the door and returns to bed.
'Who was that?' asked his wife.
'Just some drunk guy asking for a push,' he answers.
'Did you help him?' she asks.
'No, I did not, it is 3:00 in the morning and it is pouring rain out there!'
'Well, you have a short memory,' says his wife. 'Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!'
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain.
He calls out into the dark, 'Hello, are you still there?'
'Yes,' comes back the answer.
'Do you still need a push?' calls out the husband.
'Yes, please!' comes the reply from the dark.
'Where are you?' asks the husband.
'Over here on the swing,' replied the drunk.
SPARTY IS THE MAN