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Here's something to think about.
2 Irish men walk out of a Bar?
It could happen.
EH
2 Irish men walk out of a Bar?
It could happen.
EH
Subject: Paddy's War
Irish declare WAR on France
Jacques Chirac, The French Prime Minister, was sitting in his office
wondering what kind of mischief he could perpetrate against the United
States when his telephone rang.
"Hallo, Mr. Chirac!", a heavily accented voice said. "This is Paddy down
at the Harp Pub in County Sligo, Ireland. I am ringing to inform you that
we are officially declaring war on you!"
"Well, Paddy," Chirac replied, "This is indeed important news! How big
is your army?"
"Right now," said Paddy, after a moment's calculation, "there is
myself, me cousin Sean, me next door neighbor Seamus, and the
entire dart team from the pub. That makes eight!"
Chirac paused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have one hundred thousand
men in my army waiting to move on my command."
"Begorra!" said Paddy. "I'll have to ring you back!" Sure enough, the
next day, Paddy called again. "Mr. Chirac, the war is still on. We have managed
to get us some infantry equipment!"
"And what equipment would that be, Paddy?" Chirac asked. "Well, we have
two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm tractor."
Chirac sighed, amused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 6,000 tanks
and 5,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to one
hundred fifty-thousand since we last spoke."
"Saints preserve us!" said Paddy. "I'll have to get back to you."
Sure enough, Paddy rang again the next day. "Mr. Chirac, the war is
still on!" We have managed to get ourselves airborne! We've modified Jackie
McLaughlin's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and
four lads from the Shamrock Pub have joined us as well!"
Chirac was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. "I must tell
you, Paddy, that I have 100 bombers and 200 fighter planes. My military
complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And
since we last spoke, I've increased my army to two hundred thousand!"
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!", said Paddy, "I'll have to ring you back."
Sure enough, Paddy called again the next day. "Top o' the mornin', Mr.
Chirac! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war."
"I'm sorry to hear that," said Chirac. "Why the sudden change of
heart?"
"Well," said Paddy, "we've all had a long chat over a bunch of pints,
and decided there's no way we can feed two hundred thousand prisoners.
Irish declare WAR on France
Jacques Chirac, The French Prime Minister, was sitting in his office
wondering what kind of mischief he could perpetrate against the United
States when his telephone rang.
"Hallo, Mr. Chirac!", a heavily accented voice said. "This is Paddy down
at the Harp Pub in County Sligo, Ireland. I am ringing to inform you that
we are officially declaring war on you!"
"Well, Paddy," Chirac replied, "This is indeed important news! How big
is your army?"
"Right now," said Paddy, after a moment's calculation, "there is
myself, me cousin Sean, me next door neighbor Seamus, and the
entire dart team from the pub. That makes eight!"
Chirac paused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have one hundred thousand
men in my army waiting to move on my command."
"Begorra!" said Paddy. "I'll have to ring you back!" Sure enough, the
next day, Paddy called again. "Mr. Chirac, the war is still on. We have managed
to get us some infantry equipment!"
"And what equipment would that be, Paddy?" Chirac asked. "Well, we have
two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm tractor."
Chirac sighed, amused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 6,000 tanks
and 5,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to one
hundred fifty-thousand since we last spoke."
"Saints preserve us!" said Paddy. "I'll have to get back to you."
Sure enough, Paddy rang again the next day. "Mr. Chirac, the war is
still on!" We have managed to get ourselves airborne! We've modified Jackie
McLaughlin's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and
four lads from the Shamrock Pub have joined us as well!"
Chirac was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. "I must tell
you, Paddy, that I have 100 bombers and 200 fighter planes. My military
complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And
since we last spoke, I've increased my army to two hundred thousand!"
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!", said Paddy, "I'll have to ring you back."
Sure enough, Paddy called again the next day. "Top o' the mornin', Mr.
Chirac! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war."
"I'm sorry to hear that," said Chirac. "Why the sudden change of
heart?"
"Well," said Paddy, "we've all had a long chat over a bunch of pints,
and decided there's no way we can feed two hundred thousand prisoners.
We will have the The Minnesota Golden Gophers coming down from the North starting a two game series. The first game (St. Patrick's Day) we will be playing at a minor league ballpark and wearing specially made "green" jerseys and hats for the game. Sounds pretty neat. 
A man stumbles up to the only other patron in a bar and asks if he could buy him a drink.
"Why of course," comes the reply.
The first man then asks: "Where are you from?"
"I'm from Ireland," replies the second man.
The first man responds: "You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland."
"Of Course," replies the second man.
Curious, the first man then asks: "Where in Ireland are you from?"
"Dublin," comes the reply.
"I can't believe it," says the first man.
"I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin."
"Of course," replies the second man.
Curiosity again strikes and the first man asks:
"What school did you go to?"
"Saint Mary's," replies the second man.
"I graduated in '62."
"This is unbelievable!" the first man says.
"I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!"
About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar.
"What's been going on?" he asks the bartender.
" not much, the o'malley twins are drunk again"
"Why of course," comes the reply.
The first man then asks: "Where are you from?"
"I'm from Ireland," replies the second man.
The first man responds: "You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland."
"Of Course," replies the second man.
Curious, the first man then asks: "Where in Ireland are you from?"
"Dublin," comes the reply.
"I can't believe it," says the first man.
"I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin."
"Of course," replies the second man.
Curiosity again strikes and the first man asks:
"What school did you go to?"
"Saint Mary's," replies the second man.
"I graduated in '62."
"This is unbelievable!" the first man says.
"I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!"
About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar.
"What's been going on?" he asks the bartender.
" not much, the o'malley twins are drunk again"
Oh, I thought you were asking what baseball related activities and festivities you hand planned, my bad!
Carry on
Carry on
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Good eats? We like to munch on the Irish peanut!
Good eats? We like to munch on the Irish peanut!
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And of course there is always the Potato McNuggets.
And of course there is always the Potato McNuggets.
IdaHo Neighbor.
And for you little Leprechaun's out there.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yVvJvm-KZo&NR=1
EH
And for you little Leprechaun's out there.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yVvJvm-KZo&NR=1
EH
A little birdie told me that St Patrick was , indeed, ITALIAN !!!!
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TR,you are correct, sir. St. Patrick was, indeed, a paisan born to Roman parents, although he was born in Scotland.
May I be among the first to wish you all a very happy St. Joseph's Day.....
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The Ides of March
TR,you are correct, sir. St. Patrick was, indeed, a paisan born to Roman parents, although he was born in Scotland.
May I be among the first to wish you all a very happy St. Joseph's Day.....
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And
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The Ides of March
As an irish born fellow myself, I wish you all a happy St Paddy's day!
yes- and since I was born there, that means K Complex can try out for the Irish National baseall team. In speaking with their manager, they plan to play a few games in New England this summer and then be in the next tourney in 2011. What? You didnt know they had a National team? TIS True!
They also have a DVD of their past ventures in the world tourney's -fun video. All sorts of folks have been on the team including a pitcher from West Virginia, couple of locals, couple of transplants, and a mexican(I think Mexican) fellow who married in Ireland! They have a website if you want to make sure I havent been nipping at the stout!
http://www.baseballireland.com/
yes- and since I was born there, that means K Complex can try out for the Irish National baseall team. In speaking with their manager, they plan to play a few games in New England this summer and then be in the next tourney in 2011. What? You didnt know they had a National team? TIS True!
They also have a DVD of their past ventures in the world tourney's -fun video. All sorts of folks have been on the team including a pitcher from West Virginia, couple of locals, couple of transplants, and a mexican(I think Mexican) fellow who married in Ireland!
They have a website if you want to make sure I havent been nipping at the stout!http://www.baseballireland.com/
Slainte to you, K and your player. Best of luck to him with the National team. My son has played with the UK National team for a few years, and those international tournaments are great fun (as I was saying to the Dutch only the other day 
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I love the ST games down here on Patrick's. Green caps on the players, shamrocks on the bases....a little surreal, but fun.
As for eats, the Irish are not, alas, known for their cuisine (unless you count my Aunt Molly's brown bread....but you need about thirty years' experience to make it that good!)
I'd suggest a nice bit of salmon (corned beef is unknown in Ireland). And for an easy family receipe, I offer our version of colcannon:
Chop onions and cabbage fairly fine and saute in butter, then mix that into your basic mashed potatoes. As for quantities, the onion-cabbage combo should be about a third of the dish.
Now if you want to celebrate in the old traditional Irish way: pin a sprig of shamrock to your lapel.....and go to Mass.
Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig
)I love the ST games down here on Patrick's. Green caps on the players, shamrocks on the bases....a little surreal, but fun.
As for eats, the Irish are not, alas, known for their cuisine (unless you count my Aunt Molly's brown bread....but you need about thirty years' experience to make it that good!)
I'd suggest a nice bit of salmon (corned beef is unknown in Ireland). And for an easy family receipe, I offer our version of colcannon:
Chop onions and cabbage fairly fine and saute in butter, then mix that into your basic mashed potatoes. As for quantities, the onion-cabbage combo should be about a third of the dish.
Now if you want to celebrate in the old traditional Irish way: pin a sprig of shamrock to your lapel.....and go to Mass
. Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig