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Post by Wheresmefloatgon on Sept 23, 2004 17:58:45 GMT
So Murphy is sat on the barstool in his local Dublin pub, pi**ed out of his skull. "oill be ovvin anudder ginnis Jimmy lad" he says to the Landlord. "No Murphy, ye'll be avvin nay mare, be off to your bed now" says the Landlord "Be jases Jimmy, oill be foine, jus givus anudder bleedin Guinnis" "No Mrphy ye have had enuff, be off with yer now" So Murphy struggles to his feet and collapses in a heap on the floor. "Will ye be needin a hand now Murphy?" says the Landlord "Not fray you ye ba88ard" says Murphy and drags himself across the floor to the door. He manages to pull himself outside and slowly tries to stand up - he collapses into the road, so he crawls and pulls himself along until he finally gets to his house. He spends half an hour opening the door before collapsing in the hall and then manages to drag himself to the settee where he falls asleep. In the morning his wife wakes him up. "Pi88ed again last night then Murphy?" she says "I was" he says "How did you know?" "You left your bloody wheelchair in the pub again!"
PS I bet CJA has no problems reading this ;D
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Post by Brian G on Sept 23, 2004 18:14:46 GMT
Only understanding it LOL
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Post by danny on Sept 23, 2004 20:40:38 GMT
;D ;D ;D ;D
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