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HELL YES, I’M IRISH
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your
head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour
before the devil knows you’re dead.
NOTE: Read more Irish proverbs below
DID YOU KNOW?
The very first St. Patrick’s Day parade was not in Ireland. It was in Boston in 1737!
In Chicago, on St. Patrick’s Day, the Chicago River is dyed green!
Nine of the people who signed our Declaration of Independence were of Irish origin, and nineteen presidents of the United States proudly claim Irish heritage including our first President, George Washington!
In Seattle, there is a ceremony where a green stripe is painted down the roads!
May St. Patrick guard you wherever you go,
and guide you in whatever you do–
and may his loving protection be a blessing to you always.
LOST AT SEA
Two Irishmen, Patrick and Michael, were adrift in a lifeboat following a dramatic escape from a burning freighter. While rummaging through the boat’s provisions, Patrick stumbled across an old lamp. Secretly hoping that a genie would appear, he rubbed the lamp vigorously.
To the amazement of Patrick, a genie came forth. This particular genie, however, stated that he could only deliver one wish, not the standard three. Without giving much thought to the matter, Patrick blurted out, “Make the entire ocean into Guinness Beer!”
The genie clapped his hands with a deafening crash, and immediately the entire sea turned into the finest brew ever sampled by mortals. Simultaneously, the genie vanished.
Only the gentle lapping of Guinness on the hull broke the stillness as the two men considered their circumstances. Michael looked disgustedly at Patrick whose wish had been granted.
After a long, tension-filled moment, he spoke: “Nice going Patrick! Now we’re going to have to pee in the boat.”
May you live as long as you want
and never want as long as you live.
IRELAND’S SPACE PROGRAM
John Smith was the only Protestant to move into a large Catholic neighborhood. On the first Friday of Lent, John was outside grilling a big juicy steak on his grill.
An American tourist was boasting to an Irishman how advanced the Americans are. “Gee, we’ve ever put a man on the moon.”
“That’s nothing,” repled the Irishman, “We’re going to put a man on the sun.”
“Don’t be stupid,” said the American,” “he’ll fry before he even gets there.”
“Oh no, he won’t. We’re sending him at night.”
When the liquor was gone
the fun was gone.
He who loses money, loses much;
He who loses a friend, loses more;
He who loses faith, loses all.
THREE IRISH BROTHERS
An Irish man walks into a pub. The bartender asks him, “What’ll you have?”
The man says, “Give me three pints of Guinness please.”
The bartender brings him three pints and the man proceeds to alternately sip one, then the other, then the third until they’re gone. He then orders three more.
The bartender says, “Sir, I know you like them cold. You don’t have to order three at a time. I can keep an eye on it and when you get low I’ll bring you a fresh cold one.”
The man says, “You don’t understand. I have two brothers, one in Australia and one in the States. We made a vow to each other that every Saturday night we’d still drink together. So right now, my brothers have three Guinness Stouts too, and we’re drinking together.
The bartender thought that was a wonderful tradition.
Every week the man came in and ordered three beers. Then one week he came in and ordered only two. He drank them and then ordered two more.
The bartender said to him, “I know what your tradition is, and I’d just like to say that I’m sorry that one of your brothers died.”
The man said, “Oh, me brothers are fine — I just quit drinking.”
May your feet never sweat,
your neighbor give you ne’re a treat.
When flowers bloom, I hope you’ll not sneeze,
and may you always have someone to sqeeze!
GOLFING IN IRELAND
One fine day in Ireland, a bloke is out golfing and gets up to the 16th hole. He tees up and cranks one.
Unfortunately, it goes into the woods on the side of the fairway. He goes looking for his ball and comes across this little guy with this huge knot on his head and the golf ball lying right beside him.
“Goodness,” says the golfer, and proceeds to revive the poor little guy. Upon awakening, the little guy says, “Well, you caught me fair and square; I am a leprechaun. I will grant you three wishes.”
The man says, “I can’t take anything from you, I’m just glad I didn’t hurt you too badly,” and walks away.
Watching the golfer depart, the leprechaun thinks, “Well, he was a nice enough guy and he did catch me so I have to do something for him. I’ll give him the three things that I would want — unlimited money, a great golf game and a great sex life.”
A year passes and the same golfer is out golfing on the same course at the 16th hole. He gets up and hits one into the same woods, goes looking for his ball and comes across the same leprechaun. He asks the leprechaun how he is and the leprechaun replies: “I’m fine, and might I ask how your golf game is?”
The golfer says “It’s great! I hit under par every time.”
The leprechaun says, “I did that for you. And how is your money holding out?”
The golfer says, “Well, now that you mention it, every time I put my hand in my pocket, I pull out a hundred dollar bill.”
The leprechaun smiles and says, “I did that for you. too. And how is your sex life?”
The golfer looks at him shyly and says, “Well, maybe once or twice a week.”
The leprechaun is floored and stammers, “Once or twice a week?”
The golfer, a little embarrassed, looks at him and says, “Well, that’s not too bad for a Catholic priest in a small parish.”
I-rish you a very nice place to live,
I-rish God’s greatest gifts he’ll give.
I-rish you health, and wealth, and more–
I-rish your smilin’ face were at my door!
MURPHY MEETS HIS MAKER
After a long illness, An Irishman named Murphy went to his doctor. The doctor, after a lengthy examination, sighed and looked Murphy in the eye and said, “I’ve some bad news for you. You have cancer and it can’t be cured. I’d give you two weeks to a month.”
Murphy was shocked and saddened by the news, but being of solid character he managed to compose himself and walk from the doctor’s office into the waiting room where his son had been waiting for him.
Murphy said, “Son, we Irish celebrate when things are good and we celebrate when things don’t go so well. In this case, things aren’t so well. I’ve got cancer and have been given a short time to live, so let’s head for the pub and have a few pints.”
After three or four pints the two were feeling a little less somber. There were some laughs and more beers. They were eventually approached by some of Murphy’s old friends who asked what the two were celebrating.
Murphy said, “The Irish celebrate the good and the bad, so we’re drinking to my impending end. I’ve only a few weeks to live as I have been diagnosed with AIDS.”
Murphy’s friends gave him their condolences and they had a couple more beers. After the friends left, Murphy’s son leaned over and whispered his confusion…..”Dad, I thought you said that you were dying from cancer. You just told your friends you were dying from AIDS?”
Murphy said, “I am dying from cancer son, I just don’t want any of them sleeping with your mother after I’m gone.”
May God grant you many years to live,
For sure he must be knowing.
The earth has angels all too few.
And heaven is overflowing.
AH, THE IRISH
Two men were sitting next to each other at a bar. After a while, one guy looks at the other and says, “I can’t help but think, from listening to you, that you’re from Ireland.”
The other guy responds proudly, “Yes, that I am!”
The first guy says, “So am I! And where about from Ireland might you be?”
The other guy answers, “I’m from Dublin, I am.”
The first guy responds, “Sure and begora, and so am I! And what street did you live on in Dublin?”
The other guy says, “A lovely little area it was, I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town.”
The first guy says, “Faith it’s a small world, so did I! And to what school would you have been going?”
The other guy answers, “Well now, I went to St. Mary’s of course.”
The first guy gets really excited, and says, “And so did I.
Tell me, what year did you graduate?”
The other guy answers, “Well, now, I graduated in 1964.”
The first guy exclaims, “The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us! I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same bar tonight. Can you believe it, I graduated from St. Mary’s in 1964 my own self.”
About this time, Vicky walks into the bar, sits down, and orders a drink. Brian, the bartender, walks over to Vicky, shaking his head & mutters, “It’s going to be a long night tonight, the Murphy twins are drunk again.”
May the embers from the open hearth warm your hands,
May the sun’s rays from the Irish sky warm your face,
May the children’s bright smiles warm your heart,
May the everlasting love I give you warm your soul.
AN IRISH TRIFECTA
AN IRISH TOAST
A good Irish man, John O’Reilly, met regularly with his toastmasters club.
One evening they were hitting the Guinness Stout and having a contest at who could make the best toast.
John O’Reilly hoisted his beer and said, “Here’s to spending the rest of me life between the legs of me wife!” That won him the top prize for the best toast of the night!
He went home and told his wife, Mary, “I won the prize for the best toast of the night.”
She said, “Aye, what was your toast?”
John said, “Here’s to spending the rest of me life sitting in church beside me wife.”
“Oh that is very nice indeed, John!” Mary said.
The next day Mary ran into one of John’s toasting buddies on the street corner.
The man chuckled leeringly and said, “John won the prize the other night with a toast about you Mary.”
She said, “Aye and I was a bit surprised me self! You know, he’s only been there twice! And he fell asleep both times.”
Leprechauns, castles, good luck and laughter.
Lullabies, dreams and love ever after.
A thousand welcomes when anyone comes…
That’s the Irish for You!
THE WEE FOLK
Two leprechauns went to the convent and begged an audience with the mother superior. “Well, how can I help you wee folk?” asked mother superior.
The larger and more intelligent looking of the leprechauns asked “Oh mother superior, would you be knowing of any midget nuns here at the convent?”
“No,” says mother superior, “I don’t have any midget nuns here at the convent.”
“All right then, mother superior, would you be knowing of any midget nuns in all of Ireland then?”
“No, No,” replied mother superior, “I don’t know of any nuns who are also midgets in all of Ireland at all.”
“Well then mother superior, in all of NunDom, in the whole world of all the nuns, would you be knowing, then, of any midget nuns?’
“No, I would not, there are no midget nuns in the whole of the world!” replied mother superior, “and would you please tell me what this is all about?”
The first leprechaun turned sadly to the other leprechaun and said “See, it‘s as I told you all along, you’ve been dating a Penguin”
May your troubles be less,
And your blessing be more.
And nothing but happiness,
Come through your door.
THIS WEEK’S BEST BLONDE JOKE
There is this young Irish girl who emigrated to Liverpool, and had trouble finding gainful employment.
So she became a prostitute, and was extremely successful at it. She made lots of money, and regularly sent some back home to her dear old mother back in County Tyrone.
After a few years she decided it’s time to go home and pay her dear old mother a visit. But, on the boat on the way over she get very concerned about what she’ll tell her mother about her new career.
Eventually she decided there’s no point in lying about it and that she’ll tell her mother the truth, and throw herself on her mercy.
She arrived back home in the little village in County Tyrone, and her dear old mother was just overcome to see her again. Ah darlin’ its just wonderful to see you again, and lookin’ so nice an all.
And sendin’ me all this money all this time. Tell me, darlin‘ what have you been doin’ to earn all this money?
“Well mother, I don’t know how to tell you this, but I became a prostitute!”
Mother went white, clutched at her breast, and collapsed in a heap on the floor. The others in the pub bought her a couple of shots of John Jamieson’s, and staggered back on her feet.
She faced her daughter. “Tell me again darlin‘ I want to hear you say it again, so I can‘t be sure I heard you right.”
The girl says: “Yes mother, I said that I became a prostitute!”
The old girl heaved a huge sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her brow and says: “Ah Jasus – tank the Lord for that. I tought for a minute there I heard you say you’d become a Protestant!”
When the first light of sun-
When the long day is done-
In your smiles and your tears-
Through each day of your years-
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