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An Irish joke for Irish Pimp.
Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door. "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya".
"Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim, But where's my husband?" "That's what I'm here to be telling ya, Brenda. There was an accident at the Guinness brewery.." "Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me." "I must, Brenda. You husband Shamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry." Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?" "It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and drowned." "Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?" "Well, Brenda... no. In fact, he got out three times to pee" :winkwink: |
I love that irish song abt Tim Finnegan's Funeral
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nice joke!
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Hehe nice one
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Great joke :1orglaugh :1orglaugh |
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lol :1orglaugh
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That Guinness will get ya every time
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lol.........
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:1orglaugh Oh man, that was great! :1orglaugh
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That was pretty good.
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:1orglaugh :1orglaugh :1orglaugh
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I would cry foul on the irish stereotype...but i'm irish & love the beer :)
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Thats as old as the hills.
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everyone has to keep the irish man down.
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Nice find, TA! :1orglaugh :thumbsup
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:1orglaugh I got to tell my friend
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Lol..that was pretty good
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Lol!!! Good shot!!! :thumbsup
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I'm glad you liked it.
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:1orglaugh :1orglaugh :1orglaugh
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thats good shit right there
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