|Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Shamus, 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'Tool. It says here
Just then, Shamus yells out, "Good God, here's a fella that got to be 145!"
"What was his name?" asks Paddy.
Shamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what
|While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new
dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I
remembered that an athletic, good-looking kid with the same name had
been in my high school class some 40 years ago.
Upon seeing the dentist, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.
After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local
"Yes, I did," he replied.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered, "In 1960."
"Why, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely and then asked, "What did you teach?"
|This is a Detective story so pay close attention . . . .
Three elderly ladies are excited about their first Mariners
Based on the given information, what inning are they playing and
Answer: It's the bottom of the fifth and the bags are loaded
A man is driving down a road. A woman is driving down the same
The man immediately leans out his window and yells, "B*TCH"!
Moral of the story: If only men would listen.