Paddy and Murphy are working on a building site in South Boston on East 5th Street.
Paddy whispers to Murphy, “I’m gonna have the day off. I’m gonna pretend I’m mad!”
He climbs up the rafters, hangs upside down and shouts, “I’M A LIGHT BULB! I’M A LIGHT BULB!”
Murphy watches in amazement.
The foreman shouts back, “Paddy you’re mad, go home!”
So, he leaves the site.
Murphy starts packing his backpack up to leave as well.
“Where the ‘heck’ are you going?” asks the foreman.
“I can’t work in the friggin’ dark!” says Murphy.
An hour outside of Dublin an Irish farmer named Seamus had a car accident. In court, the lorry company’s hot-shot solicitor was questioning Seamus.
“Didn’t you say to the police at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine?’” asked the solicitor.
Seamus responded, “Well, I’ll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favorite cow, Bessie, into the…”
“I didn’t ask for any details,” the solicitor interrupted. “Just answer the question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine!’?”
Seamus said, “Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer, and I was driving down the road…”
The solicitor interrupted again and said, “Your Honor, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the police on the scene that he was fine. Now, several weeks after the accident, he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question.”
By this time, the judge was fairly interested in Seamus’s answer and said to the solicitor, “I’d like to hear what he has to say about his cow Bessie.”
Seamus thanked the judge and proceeded. “Well as I was saying, I had just loaded Bessie, my favorite cow, into the trailer and was driving her down the road when this huge lorry and trailer came through a stop sign and hit my trailer right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch, and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurt, very bad like, and didn’t want to move. But I could hear old Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible pain just by her groans.
“Shortly after the accident, a policeman on a motorbike turned up. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he looked at her, and saw her condition, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes.
“Then the policeman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at me, and said, ‘How are you feeling?’
“Now judge, faith and begorrah, what would you have said?”
Have you heard about the rash of fake noodles being sold in grocery stores? As long as you educate yourself and stay aware while shopping, you should be able to avoid these impastas.
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Paddy and Murphy are working on a building site in South Boston on East 5th Street.
Paddy whispers to Murphy, “I’m gonna have the day off. I’m gonna pretend I’m mad!”
He climbs up the rafters, hangs upside down and shouts, “I’M A LIGHT BULB! I’M A LIGHT BULB!”
Murphy watches in amazement.
The foreman shouts back, “Paddy you’re mad, go home!”
So, he leaves the site.
Murphy starts packing his backpack up to leave as well.
“Where the ‘heck’ are you going?” asks the foreman.
“I can’t work in the friggin’ dark!” says Murphy.
An hour outside of Dublin an Irish farmer named Seamus had a car accident. In court, the lorry company’s hot-shot solicitor was questioning Seamus.
“Didn’t you say to the police at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine?’” asked the solicitor.
Seamus responded, “Well, I’ll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favorite cow, Bessie, into the…”
“I didn’t ask for any details,” the solicitor interrupted. “Just answer the question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine!’?”
Seamus said, “Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer, and I was driving down the road…”
The solicitor interrupted again and said, “Your Honor, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the police on the scene that he was fine. Now, several weeks after the accident, he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question.”
By this time, the judge was fairly interested in Seamus’s answer and said to the solicitor, “I’d like to hear what he has to say about his cow Bessie.”
Seamus thanked the judge and proceeded. “Well as I was saying, I had just loaded Bessie, my favorite cow, into the trailer and was driving her down the road when this huge lorry and trailer came through a stop sign and hit my trailer right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch, and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurt, very bad like, and didn’t want to move. But I could hear old Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible pain just by her groans.
“Shortly after the accident, a policeman on a motorbike turned up. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he looked at her, and saw her condition, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes.
“Then the policeman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at me, and said, ‘How are you feeling?’
“Now judge, faith and begorrah, what would you have said?”
Have you heard about the rash of fake noodles being sold in grocery stores? As long as you educate yourself and stay aware while shopping, you should be able to avoid these impastas.