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twenex
Irish jokes Mark Unseen   Jul 16 23:22 UTC 2003

One week, a long time ago in a Galaxy occupying the same space as this one,
God goes missing.

Of course, St. Michael and St. Peter are frantic. They search all over the
place in opposite directions, in all coners of the Universe, but no matter
where they look They Just Cannot Find God.

Then, one week later, God mysteriously reappers in Heaven. SS Michael and
Peter rush to his side, saying, "Where HAVE you been? We've looked
*everywhere*, and we couldn't find you!"

"Oh, it's great, so it is!" enthuses God. "I've created this planet. It's an
exercise in balance!"

"Huh?" Say the Saints.

"Let me explain," says God. "The planet is called 'Earth'; come have a look."

So God, St. Michael and St. Paul look down, and see a planet with gren
continents and blue water.

God points to the planet and says, "Look, there, in the South, all those poor
people. And there, in the North, all those rich people."

The saints look, still a little bemused...

"And look, in the North, a small, temperate-weather continent, called Europe.
And, in the South, a blazing hot continent called Africa. In the Western
Hemisphere, a tribe of arch-capitalists, called Americans, or sometimes
Yanks...and look, very closely in the South-East of that continent, called
Asia - arch-communists, called Koreans."

St. Michael's mind wanders, until he seas a small, almost round island West
of the continent called "Europe". "Look!" he says, "what's that?"

God looks and says, "Oh, wow! That's the best bit. That place is called the
Emerald Isle, or Ireland. It's full of lush valleys and rolling mountains,
lakes and villages where the people - the loveliest people on Earth - sit nad
drink beer and make merry. It's great!"

So by this point St. Paul is totally exasperated, and wonders what the point
of all this is. So he asks God, "But what about *Balance*, Oh Lord - You said
it was an exercise in *balance*!"

"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. Well, you see Ireland, down there?"

"Yes...?"

"Well, just wait till you see the Bastards that live next door!"
3 responses total.
jaklumen
response 1 of 3: Mark Unseen   Jul 17 02:58 UTC 2003

Oooh, rock me, I'm a Danish!
twenex
response 2 of 3: Mark Unseen   Jul 17 03:07 UTC 2003

And what a Great Dane you are too :p
pvn
response 3 of 3: Mark Unseen   Aug 18 05:52 UTC 2003

Patrick and Sean meet up at the local pub.  "So, you hear about this new
bar that opened up?"  "No, so you tell me about it" "Well for 50p they
get you drunk and then laid in the back room"  "So have you been to this
new bar then?"  "No, but me sister has."
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