Wednesday, January 31, 2007


Billy didn't know I am a quarter Manx when he sent this. But that's allright, he really is a guy who can't do wrong.

Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.

Looking up to heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!"

Miraculously, a parking place appeared.

Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."



Date: Mon 29 Jan 17:42:30 CST 2007

From: Billy
Subject: Ya gotta love the Irish

To: Several of us

A few jokes to start the week off:

There are some more, he sent several.

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