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Saturday, March 18, 2006

And one for the Road...

stolen from the Biblio list, with appropriate editing


McQuillan walked into a bar where Marcis Cross was a bartender and ordered martini after martini, each time removing the olives and placing them in a jar.

When the jar was filled with olives and all the drinks consumed, the Irishman started to leave.

"S'cuse me", said Marcia, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done, "what was that all about?"

"Nothin', said the Irishman, "my wife just sent me out for a jar of olives!"

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Two Irishmen were sitting at Marcia Cross's pub having beer and watching the brothel across the street. They saw a Baptist minister walk into the brothel, and one of them said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see a man of the cloth goin' bad."

Then they saw a rabbi enter the brothel, and the other Irishman said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see that the Jews are fallin' victim to temptation as well."

Then they see a catholic priest enter the brothel, and one of the Irishmen said, "What a terrible pity...one of the girls must be dying.

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Marcia Cross goes up to Father O'Grady's after his Sunday morning service, and s he's in tears.

He says, "So what's bothering you, Marcia my dear?"

She says, "Oh, Father, I've got terrible news. My husband passed away last night."

The priest says, "Oh, Marcia, that's terrible. Tell me, did he have any last requests?"

She says, "That he did, Father..."

The priest says, "What did he ask, Marcia?"

She says, "He said, 'Please Marcia, put down that damn gun!'

2 comments:

catalyst said...

I liked the first one best.

CKW said...

I see you have a one track mind all those irishmen in pubs - whose tending the potato fields?