This blog is a little late coming, but have been to Kalgoorlie over the weekend
and am still recovering
Yesterday was Paddy's Day and all the blogs that I have read today have their Irish content
Here's my input
NOOKIE GREEN
An Irish priest is in a church on Saturday afternoon, hearing confessions...
A man walks in and kneels down and begins his confession -
Father, it has been two weeks since my last confession.
These are my sins:
Last night I had sex with Nookie Green.
That is your sin?
Yes, Father.
You are forgiven.
Go out and say one "Our Father."
The man leaves.
Soon, another enters and kneels.
Father, it has been one month since my last confession.
These are my sins:
I have had sex with Nookie Green every week for the last month.
The priest thinks to himself this Nookie Green woman is fairly popular with his male parishioners...
Those are your sins?
Yes, Father.
You are forgiven.
Go out and say three "Hail Mary’s."
The man leaves.
Soon, another enters and kneels down.
Father, it has been six months since my last confession.
These are my sins:
I have had sex with Nookie Green twice a week for the last six months.
This time, the priest has to ask
– Who is this Nookie Green
Just a woman I know, Father.
Very well - you are forgiven.
Go out and say ten "Hail Mary’s."
The priest closes the church for the evening and leaves wondering who this Nookie Green
woman is...
The next morning, the priest is up in front of his congregation saying mass.
The doors fly open in the back of the church and in walks this woman,
a tall redhead with long gorgeous hair, a green sequin dress, green sequined heels
and a green hat with a long green feather coming from it.
She walks straight up the aisle and sits down right in front of the priest, her knees apart.
The priest cannot help but stop and stare.
He finally catches himself and leans over to ask the altar boy -
Pssssst. Is that Nookie Green?
The altar boy has a look and says,
"No, Father, I think it's just the reflection off her shoes."
AER LINGUS?
As they approached Dublin number 1 runway, the tower heard:
PILOT - Bjeesus will ya look how fookin shart dat runway is?
CO-PILOT - Yer nat fookin kiddin, Paddy
PILOT - Dis is ganna be one a de trickiest landings ever, Shamus!
CO-PILOT - Yer nat fookin kiddin, Paddy !!
PILOT - Right, Shamus, when I say 'go' put de engine in reverse!!
CO-PILOT - Royt, I'll do dat !!
PILOT - An den ya put de flaps down !!
CO-PILOT - Royt, I'll do dat, too !!
PILOT - An den stamp an de brakes as hard as yer can an pray ta de Holy Mudder a Gad!!!
CO-PILOT - I'm prayin already, but I'll hit de brakes as hard as I can.
So, as the wheels hit the ground, Shamus put the engines in reverse, puts the flaps down, stamped on the brakes and continued to pray to the Holy Mother with all his soul.
The brakes screeched , the tyres squealed, and there was smoke everywhere, but, to the relief of all the passengers, and, not least of all, Paddy and Shamus, the aircraft came to stop but a few meters from the edge of the runway!!!
As Paddy and Shamus sat in the cockpit regaining some composure, Paddy looked out of the window and said to Shamus,
"Dat has gat ta be de shartist fookin runway in de world!"
Shamus replied, "Yes, but did ya see how fookin wide it is?"
Cherry Wheeler and the Spudding Tatemacle choir
The Potato Song
Coming Soon
Coming even Sooner
After a long hot summer , this Thursday sees the start of the AFL 2008 Football season..... Can hardly wait
Down south, Bubba called his attorney and asked,
"Is It true theys suin' them cigarette companies fer causin' People to git cancer ?"
"Yes, Bubba, sure is true," responded the lawyer.
"And now someone is suin' them fast food restaurants Fer makin' them fat, an cloggin' their arteries with all them burgers an fries, is that true, Mista Lawyer?"
"Sure is, Bubba."
"And that lady sued McDonalds for millions when she was gave that hot coffee that she ordered?"
"Yep."
"And that football player sued that university when he gradiated and still couldn't read?"
"That's right," said the lawyer."
"But why are you asking?"
"Well, I was thinkin'.... What I want to know is, kin I sue Budweiser fer all them ugly women I slept with?"
In the last blog [no 111] I posted those blokes Cat Fishing
My good mate from Tacky Raccoons [Bunk] says this method of fishing is called "noodling" and these fellows can lose fingers if they pick up a turtle instead.
In the North of Western Australia where there are plenty of mangroves and big tides blokes go 'Mud crabbing"
If one of these strong little buggers gets a hold of you your fingers or toes, it will feel like they are being cut of with bolt cutters
Mud Crabs
Todays Cartoons [Misc]
A few days later, Vern got a call from the coroner regarding her autopsy.
Coroner:" Vern, your wife seemed to have died from blunt force trauma to the head.
Vern: "Yes, sir, that's correct."
Coroner: "I also found a golf ball wedged up her arse."
Vern: "Was it a Titleist 3?"
Coroner: "Yes, it was."
Vern: "That was my provisional."
Cool Cloud pictures
Thanks Robert Doohan
Does this Microsoft picture look familiar??
The blonde came to the door and the milkman said,
The blonde said, "I need to fill my bathtub up with milk and take a milk bath."
The milkman asked, "Do you want it Pasteurized?"
The blonde said, "No, just up to my tits. I can splash it in my eyes."
Some more funny signs
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