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Post by o R 0 G U E o on Sept 29, 2009 16:34:13 GMT
I had a mate who was suicidal. He was really depressed, so I pushed him in front of a steam train. He was chuffed to bits. I met a 14 year old girl on the internet. She was clever, funny, flirty and sexy, so I suggested we meet up. She turned out to be an undercover detective. How cool is that at her age?! I just saw that Harry Potter film. A bit unrealistic if you ask me. I mean, a ginger kid, with two friends? When I got divorced, my wife said she would fight for custody of the kids. Took her out with one punch. I was walking in a cemetery this morning and seen a bloke hiding behind a gravestone. I said "morning." He replied, "No, just having a sh*t." I was reading in the paper today about this dwarf that got pick pocketed. How could anyone stoop so low?
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Post by Maxx Reloaded on Sept 29, 2009 19:22:40 GMT
lovely...liked those, big smile here
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Post by MR B on Sept 29, 2009 20:50:13 GMT
Q. “I hear Murphy died, ” said Pat. “Was he ill long?” A. “No,” said Mick. “He died in the best of health.”
Q. “O’Ryan,” asked the druggist, “did that mudpack I gave you improve your wife Bridget’s appearance?” A. “It did surely,” replied O’Ryan, “but it keeps fallin’ off!”
;D ;D
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Post by MR B on Sept 30, 2009 18:26:34 GMT
Murphy lay in hospital covered in bandages head to foot – with just two little slits for his eyes. ‘What happened to you?’ asked seamus. ‘I staggered out of the pub and a lorry hit me a glancing blow and knocked me through a plate glass window.’ ‘Begod,’ said seamus. ‘It’s a good job you were wearing those bandages or you’d have been cut to ribbons!’
why are irish jokes so simple so the english can understand them ;D
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