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  • CDSmith
    Too lazy to set a custom title
    • May 2001
    • 51460

    #1

    They're always after me lucky charms

    damn leprechauns. All of you!



    Wear green.
    Drink.


    That is the order of the day.





    And get away from me lucky charms bastards.
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  • PlugRush Sascha
    Confirmed User
    • Jan 2004
    • 2772

    #2
    They'll never get me pot of gold!
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    • tbabe
      Confirmed User
      • Dec 2003
      • 2494

      #3
      those little people are evil

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      • cool1
        sex is good
        • Sep 2001
        • 24939

        #4
        "How can you tell the Irish fella in the hospital ward?"

        "He's the one blowing the foam off his bed pan."

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        • cool1
          sex is good
          • Sep 2001
          • 24939

          #5
          An Irishman has been drinking at a pub all night. The bartender finally tells him the bar is closing, so the Irishman gets up to leave and falls flat on his face.

          He tries to stand again, same result. So he decides to crawl outside, get some fresh air and maybe that'll sober him up. Once outside, he tries to stand and again, falls on his face.

          Frustrated, he decides to crawl the four blocks home. When he arrives at the door he again tries to stand and falls flat on his face. He crawls through the door and into the bedroom. When he reaches his bed, he again tries to stand. This time he manages to pull himself upright, but quickly falls into the bed and is sound asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.

          Next morning, he awakens to his wife shouting: "SO YOU'VE BEEN DRINKING AGAIN!"

          Putting on an innocent look, bluffing as best he can, he says, "What makes you say that, my dear?"

          "The pub just called. You left your wheelchair there again!"

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          • cool1
            sex is good
            • Sep 2001
            • 24939

            #6
            last Irish Joke.

            Mica and Paddy are walking home after a night on the beer when a severed head rolls along the ground.

            Mica holds it up to his face and says to Paddy, "Jeep, this looks like Sean," to which Paddy replies, "Can't be. Sean's taller."

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            • hova
              Traffillionaire
              • Jan 2002
              • 22430

              #7
              Filthy little thieves!!
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              • CDSmith
                Too lazy to set a custom title
                • May 2001
                • 51460

                #8
                An Irishman goes into a pub in London with a little man, 6 inches tall, in his shirt pocket. He says to the barman, "I'd like a pint of Guinness for meself and a thimble of Guinness for me friend."

                The barman says, "Cor blimey, what've you got there, Paddy? Is it a little Irish leprechaun?"

                Paddy answers, "No, it's an Englishman with the shit kicked out of him."
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                • Tuga
                  Confirmed User
                  • Nov 2002
                  • 7678

                  #9
                  Originally posted by coolone
                  An Irishman has been drinking at a pub all night. The bartender finally tells him the bar is closing, so the Irishman gets up to leave and falls flat on his face.

                  He tries to stand again, same result. So he decides to crawl outside, get some fresh air and maybe that'll sober him up. Once outside, he tries to stand and again, falls on his face.

                  Frustrated, he decides to crawl the four blocks home. When he arrives at the door he again tries to stand and falls flat on his face. He crawls through the door and into the bedroom. When he reaches his bed, he again tries to stand. This time he manages to pull himself upright, but quickly falls into the bed and is sound asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.

                  Next morning, he awakens to his wife shouting: "SO YOU'VE BEEN DRINKING AGAIN!"

                  Putting on an innocent look, bluffing as best he can, he says, "What makes you say that, my dear?"

                  "The pub just called. You left your wheelchair there again!"
                  Good one!

                  Go Fuck Yourself!
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                  • johnbosh
                    Confirmed User
                    • Aug 2002
                    • 8965

                    #10
                    I see little people

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                    • CDSmith
                      Too lazy to set a custom title
                      • May 2001
                      • 51460

                      #11
                      What did the Irish leper say to the prostitute?

                      Keep the tip










                      His wife had been killed in an accident and the police were questioning
                      Finnegan.
                      "Did she say anything before she died?" asked the sergeant.
                      "She spoke without interruption for about forty years," said the
                      Irishman.









                      Finnegan was visiting in London. One night after several hours of pouring pint after pint, he decides he best be getting home to his wife lest she be wating on the doorstep to whack him with a broom. It was well after midnight when he finds himself down the subway, and He comes to an escalator.
                      The sign on it reads "Dogs must be carried on the escalator"

                      Finnegan says "Oye, where am I gonna find a dog at this hour?"
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                      • CyberBachelor
                        Confirmed User
                        • Jun 2003
                        • 2682

                        #12

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                        • CDSmith
                          Too lazy to set a custom title
                          • May 2001
                          • 51460

                          #13
                          Freaky.












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                          Irish Toasts:


                          Here?s to fine wine, women, and song.
                          And here?s to workdays that aren?t too long.
                          Here?s to shoes that always fit.
                          And here?s to you, you silly shit!





                          Of all my favorite things to do,
                          the utmost is to have a brew.
                          My love grows for my foamy friend,
                          with each thirst-quenching elbow bend.
                          Beer's so frothy, smooth and cold--
                          It's paradise--pure liquid gold.
                          Yes, beer means many things to me...
                          That's all for now, I gotta pee!






                          When we drink, we get drunk.
                          When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
                          When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
                          When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
                          So, let?s all get drunk, and go to heaven!
                          --Old Irish toast
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