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. :glugglug

They'll never get me pot of gold!

those little people are evil

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

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

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!"

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."

Filthy little thieves!!

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."

Good one! :1orglaugh :1orglaugh :1orglaugh

I see little people

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?"

http://www.21porn.com/lep.jpg
:glugglug

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