Must be Monday, the forum's fallen asleep!


What do you call a big Irish spider?

Paddy-long-legs.


A not so likeable jockey went into a saddler's shop and asked for one spur. "One spur?" asked the saddler. "Surely you mean a pair of spurs, sir?" "No, just one," replied the jockey. "If I can get one side of the horse to go, the other side is bound to follow!"


Knock! Knock!
Who's there?

An Irish burglar!


Paddy had had a bad day. Lost on the horses, no luck on the lottery, laid off from work, his lot was not a happy one.

Intent on drowning his sorrows he strode in to McNamara's pub and made his way to the bar.

In front of him, lying prostrate and obviously totally comatose lay hard drinking Mick O'Shanessy.


'What do you want?' asked Sean McNamara.
'I want to get like O'Shanessy as soon as possible,' said Paddy.


'Right,' said Sean. And smashed Paddy across the head with a baseball bat!!


Did you hear about the queer Irishman?

Prefers women to drinkin!!


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