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> Oh poo, I've just posted some irish jokes. No offence meant, honest.
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> I'm a bad bad monkey.
blahpro:
Bad monkey! Bad monkey!
Iron monkey:
Oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
blahpro:
I'm not touching that!
> The Iron Monkey wrote:
> Oh poo, I've just posted some irish jokes. No offence meant, honest.
>
>
> I'm a bad bad monkey.
>
> blahpro:
> Bad monkey! Bad monkey!
>
> Iron monkey:
> Oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
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> blahpro:
> I'm not touching that!
Dammit, I'll have to spank my own monkey then.
> Was just wondering if anyone else here is from Ireland.
Well, I don't live in Ireland, but my family comes from Ireland, my Grandad moved to England a long time ago. He is one of 15 (not a typo) brothers and sisters, 11 brothers, 4 sisters. Most of them live in Ireland, mostly in Dublin, so I reckon my family must own half of Dublin now! Haven't been over for about 2yrs now, must really find the time to go visit again.
Where abouts are you?
> I dont mind the jokes guys. We make 'em about you too! GingerLord, I'm
> from Dublin! Southside.
Phew! I thought I was gonna get my but kicked there for a while. Here's a wee england joke to make up for it:
THE STORY OF Ireland - In the beginning when God was creating the world, he was sitting on a cloud, telling his pal the Arch angel Gabriel what he planned for Ireland.
"Gabby" says he, "I'm going to give this place high majestic hills, purple glens, soaring eagles, streams laden with salmon, golden fields of barley from which a whiskey coloured nectar can be made, green, lush, spectacular golf courses, coal in the ground, and as much fish in the ocean to keep them happy for eternity.
"Hold up! Hold up!" interjected the bold Gabriel, "Are you not being too generous to these Scots?" Back come the Almighty's reply, "Not really, wait until you see the B**stards I'm giving them as neighbours!!"
> I dont mind the jokes guys. We make 'em about you too! GingerLord, I'm
> from Dublin! Southside.
Phew! I thought I was gonna get my but kicked there for a while. Here's a wee england joke to make up for it:
THE STORY OF Ireland - In the beginning when God was creating the world, he was sitting on a cloud, telling his pal the Arch angel Gabriel what he planned for Ireland.
"Gabby" says he, "I'm going to give this place high majestic hills, purple glens, soaring eagles, streams laden with salmon, golden fields of barley from which a whiskey coloured nectar can be made, green, lush, spectacular golf courses, coal in the ground, and as much fish in the ocean to keep them happy for eternity.
"Hold up! Hold up!" interjected the bold Gabriel, "Are you not being too generous to these Irish?" Back come the Almighty's reply, "Not really, wait until you see the B**stards I'm giving them as neighbours!!"
On the morning of the eighth day God looked at the world, and he saw that it was good. He also saw however, that there was a certain something missing. So he created a new country, a country full of kind, generous people, a country ripe with life. A country full of plants, trees, animals, rivers and mountains. A country which was beauty to behold, the perfect country filled with the perfect people.
Unfortunately, he was still knackered from making the rest of the world, and ballsed it up completely, giving us Australia instead.
(On another note, if God is omnipotent, why did he need to spend the seventh day resting in the first place?)