Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Just in time for St. Patrick's Day: Best Irish Joke Ever!



An Irishman is driving his car down the highway when a policeman pulls him over.

The policeman walks over to the window and says, "Do you know your wife fell out of the car about a half mile back?"

"Oh, I was worried," the Irishman says, "I thought I was going deaf..."

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At 7:57 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

One of my favorites: Also since I am part Irish I can pick on the Micks 24/7 what a feeling of power and freedom...

A man stumbles up to the only other patron in a bar and asks if he could buy him a drink.

"Why of course," comes the reply.
The first man then asks: "Where are you from?"

"I'm from Ireland," replies the second man.

The first man responds: "You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland."

"Of Course," replies the second man.

Curious, the first man then asks: "Where in Ireland are you from?"

"Dublin," comes the reply.

"I can't believe it," says the first man. "I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin."

"Of course," replies the second man.

Curiosity again strikes and the first man asks: "What school did you go to?"

"Saint Mary's," replies the second man. "I graduated in '62."

"This is unbelievable!" the first man says. "I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!"

About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar. "What's been going on?" he asks the bartender.

"Nothing much," replies the bartender. "The O'Malley twins are drunk again."

 
At 9:52 PM , Blogger Cléa said...

Nothing like getting into the spirit early, Mr Zen!

 
At 9:31 AM , Blogger LisaBinDaCity said...

Rim shot!

*rolls eyes but laughs all the same*

 
At 9:53 AM , Blogger zen wizard said...

josh--

That's a good joke because the ending is so unexpected.

clea & lisa--

We need to tell these jokes before the actual day because we won't remember anything--including throwing up in the mail box--after the day gets here.

 
At 2:22 PM , Blogger Inchy said...

Paddy and Mick were approaching a Londonderry pub which had been destroyed by a Protestant bomb only minutes before. As they passed, a head rolled out of the smoldering ruins and across the pavement before them. Paddy stooped, picked it up and held it for Mick to see.

"Sure now Mick, isn't this Sean Murphy?"

"No, Paddy, no, it couldn't be. It's an amazin' resemblance, but Murphy was taller than that."

 
At 3:41 PM , Blogger zen wizard said...

I--don't know whether to laugh or wince, so I will do both...

:-) and X-/

 
At 4:12 PM , Blogger Inchy said...

Thanks folks, I'm here all week. Try the fish.

 
At 3:38 AM , Blogger Drunken Chud said...

coming from MacLaughlin and McDonnell stock, i have been partying this whole week. well, really this whole past year in a build up to this st. pats. it's a 365/6 thing for us.

 

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