Thursday, March 8, 2012

wearin' the green

We mentioned to one of friends who was visiting with us today that we we figuring out what to pour at our wine tasting this Saturday (3-6p) and what we were going to do for St.Patrick's day.  We handn't thought through this weekend but were looking forward to St. Pat's and perhaps a wee dram of good Irish whiskey.  Our friend claimed it reminded him of a joke or two - everything always does....

Now we aren't good at jokes so this is as good as we can remember:

Murphy walked with his dog every day all through the village, so everyone knew both Murphy and his dog. One day Murphy is on his walk without the dog. Cronin sees Murphy and asks, "Where is your dog?". Murphy answers, " I had to have him put down." "Was he mad", asks Cronin." "He wasn't too pleased," says Murphy.

Paddy Murphy arrived at Boston's Logon airport and wandered about the terminal with tears streaming down his cheeks. A Texan asked him if he was homesick.
'No, 'replied the Irishman.' It's worse, I have I've lost all me luggage.'
'That's terrible, how did that happen?'
'The cork fell out of me bottle.' Said Paddy.

An Englishman, a Frenchman and an Irishman name Murphy were in a pub talking about their children.  'My son was born on St George's Day, 'remarked the Englishman, 'So we obviously decided to call him George.'   'That's a real coincidence, 'observed the Frenchman, 'My daughter was born on Valentine's Day, so we decided to call her Valentine.'  'That's really incredible, 'drawled Murphy, 'Exactly the same thing happened with my son Pancake.'


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