Fishing Hole

It was raining hard and a big puddle had formed in front of an Irish pub.

An old man stood beside the puddle holding a stick with a string on the end and jiggled it up and down in the water.

A curious gentleman asked what he was doing.

‘Fishing,’ replied the old man.

‘Poor old fool’ thought the gentleman, so he invited the old man to have a drink in the pub.

Feeling he should start some conversation while they were sipping their whisky, the gentleman asked,

‘And how many have you caught?’

‘You’re the eighth.’



Irish Logic at its best!

The mother-in-law arrives home from shopping to find her son-in-law
Paddy in  a steaming rage and hurriedly packing his suitcase.

“What   happened Paddy ?” she asks anxiously.

“What happened!! I’ll tell you what happened. I sent an email to my wife
(your  daughter) telling her I was coming home today from my fishing
trip. I  get home… and guess what I found? Yes, your daughter, my  wife
Jean, naked with Joe Murphy in our marital bed! This is  unforgivable,
the end  of our marriage. I’m done. I’m leaving  forever!”

“Ah  now,  calm down, calm down Paddy!” says his mother-in-law. “There
is something  very odd going on here. My daughter would never do such a thing! There  must be a simple explanation. I’ll go speak to her  immediately and find  out what happened.”

Moments later, the mother-in-law comes back with a big smile.
“Paddy.  I told  you there must be a simple explanation ….

She never  got  your E-mail!”

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