this was highlarious! since most if not all of u.s. have a little irish in u.s.

there's a joke my oglala father used to pull on waitresses at all the restaurants he visited - because we're a striking bunch, people always ask, "do you have any indian in you?", my dad would respond, "why yes, how'd you like some in you?"

p.s. - the other part of me is irish/english!

and if you count my father's adoptive parents, jewish by name.

hey thats funny!

shecky mccain

Humor depends on intellect.

That's why Liberals can only be offended. They are too stoopid to understand

nanc. no one cares.

A lot of people in Pennsylvania objected to John McCain's Irish joke, which they didn't think was funny.

Vernon proving once again, stupid is as stupid does.

Racism is ok as long as it's done as perscribed by the talibaptist.

McCain's next song at one of his Republican campaign donor dinners --

"Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb Ireland"

McCain needs a solid smack up the side of his head with an Irish shillelagh.

Maybe that'll teach that rude anti-Irish idiot some manners.

McLame is rip on the Irish?

Gosh and beggora!

4 Catholic Irish ladies are sitting around drinking tea and talking about their sons.

First women brags, "My sons a Priest and when he walks into a room people call him 'Father'.

Second women sez "Well, my son's a Bishop and when he walks into a room they say 'Your Grace'.

Third women sez "Well, my son's a Cardinal and when he walks into a room they say 'Your Eminence'.

The fourth women says nothing until the other women prompt her by asking "Well, wot about you?"

Fourth woman finally sez "My son is 6 foot 2 in tall and is rich and gorgeous. When he walks into a room people say 'Oh my God!'.

* rim-shot *

Be Well.

/Yes, stopping now. Is like peanuts. Can't tell just one ya know.

Tater

I second I got to the first line of the joke in your post above --

4 Catholic Irish ladies are sitting around drinking tea and talking about their sons....

What other song could possibly come immediately to mind than Tommy Makem's classic about an Irish woman who lost her four sons fighting for Ireland.

I = The

Four irish priests board a train for a long journey to a church council conference. Shortly into the trip, one priest says "Well, we've all worked together for many years, but don't really know one another. I suggest we tell each other one of our sins." They look nervously at each other but nod OK. The first irish priest says "Since I suggested it, I'll go first. With me it's the drink. Once a year I take off my collar and go out of town to a pub and drink myself blind for a few days. Get it out of my system." They all look each other again nervously, but the next irish priest slowly starts "Wellll......with me, it's gambling. Periodically, I nick the money out of the poor box and go to the races. Spend it all! I get it out of my system." The third, who is really nervous now reluctantly says "This is very difficult. My sin is worse. I take off my collar and go into the red light district, pick out a lass, and spend a week in the saddle. I REEEEAAALY get it out of my system." They all look at the fourth irish priest waiting. He doesn't say anything. Then one of the four speaks up "Come now, we've all told our innermost faults. It's your turn." He looks at the others and starts hesitantly "Welllllll..... I'm an inveterate gossip, and I can't wait to get off this train!"

The Ancient Order of Hibernians' whining is the only part of this story I find demeaning to people of Irish ancestry.

FOUR GREEN FIELDS

Ta fer that song CChris.

That were luffly.

Spud's never heard that one before.

Spud has much luff fer the Irish.

Spud's Irish Bro-in-law just came back from Ireland a coupla weeks ago and regaled Spud over a coupla Guiness with many fine tales from the sceptered isle.

Explained to Spud about some sport they play there called "Hurling".

Spud esplained that he always thought hurling was less a sport and more sommat you did after drinking too many green beers on St Paddy's Day.

* awkward! *

Be Well.

This was funny--what is wrong with folks?

He's Irish--geez...

Vernon proving once again, stupid is as stupid does.

#8 | Posted by JimmyWallback at 2008-09-27 09:14 AM | Reply

As stated earlier, humor depends on intellect.

Case in point

"I was in Ireland! I'm an expert on Ireland! Okay, I was in an airplane that was in Ireland. But I saw it! And I eat Lucky Charms!We're now safe from the Irilanians who want to destroy the christkillers before God gets to do it!"

Sarah "Illhavetogetbacktoyouwithmymi
ddlename" Palin.

Mcsame's doing stand-up? I'm guessing the worst fiscal crisis since WW2 is over. Or did he forget he promised to stay in DC until he had saved America?

Sarah "Illhavetogetbacktoyou-
withmymiddlename" Palin

~NG#3

Really? Spud was sure she had that written down on a crib sheet and stuffed inside her bra.

Actually, yer post just sent Spud to the google.

We are all aware by now that's Barack's middle name is Hussein.

Fox and fooked-up folks hereabout simply won't let us fergit it fer some reason.

Now, John "Sidney" McCain III actually has the funnier middle name in Spud's book.

Fer the record most middle names blow chunks.

Sarah has two middle names "Louise Heath". Meh.

Joe's middle name is actually the silliest next to "Sidney".

His is "Robinette".

Now can we all just get over it the middle name thing?

Concentrate on the issues or sommat novel like that.

Be Well.

"I was in Ireland! I'm an expert on Ireland! Okay, I was in an airplane that was in Ireland. But I saw it! And I eat Lucky Charms!

~NG#3

But but but Sarah actually met with the "King of Ireland"

You know... that Bono guy.

Be Well.