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One day Mrs. Flanagan feels sickly and goes to the doctor for a look

at. The doctor looks her over and says, "Well now, Mrs. Flanagan. I'm

a perplexed on your condition but if you bring a urine specimen to me in

the morning I can tell exactly what's wrong."

 

Mrs. Flanagan went home and said to her husband, "The doctor wants me to

bring him a urine specimen in the morning. I don't know what a urine

specimen is, what am I to do?"

 

Mr. Flanagan replied, "I don't know, but if you go see Mrs. O'Toole,

she'll know what to do."

 

Mrs. Flanagan then went down the road to Mrs. O'Toole's and returned a

few minutes later with her clothes torn, a black eye, bruises all over

her body, and her hair tangled like a bird nest.

 

A shocked Mr. Flanagan gasped, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph, woman! What

happened to ye?"

 

"I went to see Mrs. O'Toole and asked her what a urine specimen is and

she said 'Piss in a bottle, woman.' So, I said 'Go shit in yer hat !'

And the fight was on."

 

 

An Irish priest and a Rabbi found themselves sharing a compartment on a

train. After a while, the priest opened a conversation by saying "I know that,

in your religion, you're not supposed to eat pork...Have you actually ever

tasted it?

The Rabbi said, "I must tell the truth. Yes, I have, on the odd occasion."

Then the Rabbi had his turn of interrogation. He asked, "Your religion,

too...I know you're suposed to be celibate. But...."

The priest replied, "Yes, I know what you're going to ask. I have succumbed

once or twice."

There was silence for a while. Then the Rabbi peeped around the newspaper he

was reading and said, "Better than pork, isn't it?"

 

Padraic Flaherty came home drunk every evening toward ten. Now, the Missus

was never too happy about it, either. So one night sh hides in the cemetery

and figures to scare the beejeezus out of him. As poor Pat wanders by, up

from behind a tombstone she jumps in a red devil costume screaming,

"Padraic Sean Flaherty, sure and ya' don't give up you're drinkin' and it's

to Hell I'll take ye'". Pat, undaunted, staggered back and demanded, "Who

the hell ARE you?". Too that the Missus replied, "I'm the divil ya' damned

old fool". To which Flaherty remarked, "Damned glad to meet you sir, I'm

married to yer sister."

 

Tim Kelly was walking therough a dim passageway when someone spoke to him.

"Good evenin', Kelly," said the muffled figure. "Don't ye be knowin' your old

friend Grogan any more?"

Kelly stared at Grogan, whose face was a patchwork of bandages and adhesive

plaster. One arm was in a sling and he was leaning on a crutch.

"Saints!" cried Kelly. "Was ye hit by a train, Grogan, or did ye merely jump

from the trestle?"

"It could've been both," said Grogan, "considerin' the feel of it. But the

truth is, I was in bed with Murphy's wife when Murphy himself comes in with a

murtherin' big shillelagh in his hand, and the inconsiderate creature beat the

livin' bejazus outa me."

"He did indade," said Kelly. "But couldn't ye defend y'rself, Grogan? Hadn't

ye nothin' in your own hand?"

"Only Mrs. Murphy's ass," said Grogan. "It's a beautiful thing in itself, but

not worth a dom in a fight."

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An old favorite so i shall repeat it-an irishman, a scotsman and a american are drinking in a bar-the scotsman says nice bar but back in Glasgow every 3rd drink is free, the american says back in jersey every second drink is free, the irishman says back in Dublin the first 5 drinks are free and THEN they will take you in the back and get you LAID. They said WOW to the irishman-did that happen to you and he said- "NO but it did to me sister!" ;)

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