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January 14, 2007

Ya gotta love the Irish.

What other folk takes their stereotypes, flips them slightly askew and then shakes them out for all the world to laugh at?

Would *you* try to fill the dead air between your karaoke sets with:

"Two Norwegians are sitting on a bench in Oslo and one says to the other, 'Har du hørt om den nye svenske musefellen?' "

Or --

"A Luxembourger, a Fleming and an Andorran are strolling in Monte Carlo..."

Naaaah.

Now try--


Into a Belfast pub comes Paddy Murphy, looking like he'd just been run over by a train. His arm is in a sling, his nose is broken, his face is cut and bruised and he's walking with a limp.

"What happened to you?" asks Sean, the bartender.

"Jamie O'Connor an' me had a fight," says Paddy.

"That little runt, O'Connor?" says Sean. "He couldn't do all that to you, man, he must have had something in his hand."

"That he did," says Paddy, "A shovel is what he had, and a terrible lickin' he gave me with it."

"Well, now," says Sean. "You should have defended yourself. Didn't you have something in *your* hand?"

"That I did," says Paddy. "Mrs. O'Connor's breast, and a thing of beauty it was, but useless in a fight."


Heh. An' a tip o' the tam to V29.

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