From: JTravis (dagobert@ix.netcom.com)
Date: Thu Mar 17 2005 - 20:16:18 PST
A little St. Patrick's Day humor for ya-
"Water to Wine"
An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for
speeding in Connecticut.
The State trooper smells alcohol on the priest's breath and then sees
an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car. He says, "Sir, have you
been drinking?"
"Just water," says the priest.
The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine?"
The priest looks at the bottle and says, "Good Lord! He's done it
again!"
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"The Brothel"
Two Irishmen were sitting at a 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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Irish Cemetery
Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Seamus, were stumbling home from the
pub late one night and found themselves on the road which led past the
old graveyard..
"Come have a look over here," says Paddy, "It's Michael O'Grady's
grave, God bless his soul. He lived to the ripe old age of 87."
"That's nothing," says Sean, "here's one named Patrick O'Toole, it says
here that he was 95 when he died."!
Just then, Seamus yells out, "Good God, here's a fella that got to be
145!"
"What was his name?" asks Paddy.
Seamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what else
is written on the stone marker, and exclaims,
"Miles, from Dublin."
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