Irish fun ....  

 

Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important

meeting and couldn't find a parking place.

Looking up to heaven he said,

"Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey".

Miraculously, a parking place appeared.

Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."

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Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he meets, "Do you want to go to heaven?"

The man said, "I do Father."

The priest said, "Then stand over there against the wall."

Then the priest asked the second man, "Do you want to go to heaven?"

"Certainly, Father," was the man's reply. "Then stand over there against

the wall," said the priest.

Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and said, "Do you want to go to

heaven?

O'Tool said, "No, I don't Father.

The priest said, "I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when

you die you don't want to go to heaven?"

O'Toole said, "Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group

together to go right now."

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O'Toole worked in the lumber yard for twenty years and all that time

he'd been stealing the wood and selling it. At last his conscience began

to bother him and he went to confession to repent.

"Father, it's 15 years since my last confession, and I've been stealing

wood from the lumber yard all those years," he told the priest.

"I understand my son," says the priest. "Can you make a Novena?"

O'Toole said, "Father, if you have the plans, I've got the lumber."

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Paddy was in New York. He was patiently waiting, and watching the traffic

cop on a busy street crossing. The cop stopped the flow of traffic and

shouted, "Okay pedestrians". Then he'd allow the traffic to pass.

He'd done this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk.

After the cop had shouted "Pedestrians" for the tenth time, Paddy went

over to him and said, "Is it not about time ye let the Catholics

across?"

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Gallagher opened the morning newspaper and was dumbfounded to read in

the obituary column that he had died. He quickly phoned his best friend

Finney..

"Did you see the paper?" asked Gallagher. "They say I died!!"

"Yes, I saw it!" replied Finney. "Where are ye callin' from?"

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An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for

speeding in Connecticut. The state trooper smells alcohol on the priest's

breath and then sees an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car.

He says, "Sir, have you been drinking?"

"Just water," says the priest.

The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine?"

The priest looks at the bottle and says, "Good Lord! He's done the miracle

again!"

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An Irishman arrived at J.F.K. Airport and wandered around the terminal with tears streaming down his cheeks. An airline employee asked him if he was already homesick.

"No," replied the Irishman "I've lost all me luggage!"

"How'd that happen?"

“The cork fell out!" said the Irishman.

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"The Brothel"

Two Irishmen were sitting at a pub having beer and watching the brothel across the street. They saw a Baptist minister walk into the brothel, and one of them said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see a man of the cloth goin' bad."

Then they saw a rabbi enter the brothel, and the other Irishman said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see that the Jews are fallin' victim to temptation as well."

Then they see a catholic priest enter the brothel, and one of the Irishmen said, "What a terrible pity... one of the girls must be dying.

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Irish Cemetery

Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Seamus, were stumbling home from the pub late one night and found themselves on the road which led past the old graveyard..

"Come have a look over here," says Paddy, "It's Michael O'Grady's grave, God bless his soul. He lived to the ripe old age of 87."

"That's nothing," says Sean, "here's one named Patrick O'Toole, it says here that he was 95 when he died."!

Just then, Seamus yells out, "Good God, here's a fella that got to be 145!"

"What was his name?" asks Paddy.

Seamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what else is written on the stone marker, and exclaims, "Miles, from Dublin ."

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Irish Predicament

Drunk Ole Mulvihill (From the Northern Irish Clan) staggers into a Catholic Church, enters a confessional box, sits down but says nothing. The Priest coughs a few times to get his attention but Ole just sits there.

Finally, the Priest pounds three times on the wall.

The drunk mumbles, "ain't no use knockin, there's no paper on this side either."

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Irish Last Request

Mary Clancy goes up to Father O'Grady's after his Sunday morning service, and she's in tears. He says, "So what's bothering you, Mary my dear?"

She says, "Oh, Father, I've got terrible news. My husband passed away last night."

The priest says, "Oh, Mary, that's terrible. Tell me, did he have any last requests?"

She says, "That he did, Father..."

The priest says, "What did he ask, Mary?"

She says, "He said, 'Please Mary, put down that gun!'"

 

Paddy   father,  Patrick

 

take pity   szánakozz meg rajtam

 

give up me feladom a ...

 

never mind felejtsd el  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lumber yard   fatelep

 

confession  gyónás

 

 

 

Novena 9 napos ájtatosság

 

 

 

 

traffic cop közlekedési rendőr

pedestrians  gyalogosok

 

 

(protestants)

 

 

 

 

 

dumbfounded meghökkent

obituary  gyászjelentés

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

priest pap

speeding gyorshajtás

state trooper úti rendőr

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

cork  dugó

 

 

brothel  bordélyház

 

 

man of the cloth  pap etc

going bad   bűnt követni el

 

 

 

terrible pity borzasztó kár

 

 

 

cemetery  temető

stumbling botladozni

 

 

ripe old age szép öreg kor

 

 

 

fella = fellow  pasas

 

stumble around botlakozik

awkwardly  ügyetlenül

 

 

 

predicament kínos helyzet

staggers tántorog

 

 

 

 

mumbles motyog

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughter on one's lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life. ~Hugh Sidey