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treetop wrote:(best spoken with a cork shanty brogue)
pat and mike are coming across the water to make a new life in america.
pat says, "mike, do ye think it's true that they eat dogs in america?"
michael, him, he replies, "well there, pat, me boy, i sure don't know."
their boat lands in the port of new york and sure enough, there's a man with a food cart with the words "hot dogs" writ clear as day right on it.
they each order a portion and find an empty bench on which to rest and enjoy their newfound fare.
young mike unwraps his morsel, looks to patrick and asks, " so, pat, what part did you get?"
*rimshot*

treetop wrote:(best spoken with a cork shanty brogue)
pat and mike are coming across the water to make a new life in america.
pat says, "mike, do ye think it's true that they eat dogs in america?"
michael, him, he replies, "well there, pat, me boy, i sure don't know."
their boat lands in the port of new york and sure enough, there's a man with a food cart with the words "hot dogs" writ clear as day right on it.
they each order a portion and find an empty bench on which to rest and enjoy their newfound fare.
young mike unwraps his morsel, looks to patrick and asks, " so, pat, what part did you get?"
*rimshot*

Mr Boozificator wrote:treetop wrote:(best spoken with a cork shanty brogue)
pat and mike are coming across the water to make a new life in america.
pat says, "mike, do ye think it's true that they eat dogs in america?"
michael, him, he replies, "well there, pat, me boy, i sure don't know."
their boat lands in the port of new york and sure enough, there's a man with a food cart with the words "hot dogs" writ clear as day right on it.
they each order a portion and find an empty bench on which to rest and enjoy their newfound fare.
young mike unwraps his morsel, looks to patrick and asks, " so, pat, what part did you get?"
*rimshot*
Well girl (you're a young girl, right?) I did not understand.

treetop wrote:Mr Boozificator wrote:treetop wrote:(best spoken with a cork shanty brogue)
pat and mike are coming across the water to make a new life in america.
pat says, "mike, do ye think it's true that they eat dogs in america?"
michael, him, he replies, "well there, pat, me boy, i sure don't know."
their boat lands in the port of new york and sure enough, there's a man with a food cart with the words "hot dogs" writ clear as day right on it.
they each order a portion and find an empty bench on which to rest and enjoy their newfound fare.
young mike unwraps his morsel, looks to patrick and asks, " so, pat, what part did you get?"
*rimshot*
Well girl (you're a young girl, right?) I did not understand.
you know that there's things called jokes, right?
also, i haven't been a young girl in years.
many, many years.


treetop wrote:likewise. drink up, my friend. drink well.


treetop wrote:is that armageddon and cognac mixed together? because it sounds fricking awesome. i'll have a double.

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