Showing posts with label Irish Catholic Joke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Irish Catholic Joke. Show all posts

17 March, 2012

In keeping with St. Patty's Day a JOKE for you

17 March 2012
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R. Linda:

Since it be me day it be, I be turning on the authentic Irish if ye will and goin' ta tell ya a jape fer the day -- I am.

I had a friend who was doin' sum research he wuz, and dis here research was on Catlick cateedrals, and me friend who be known as Desmond O'Brien, wuz a good Catlick laddie he wuz too. Anyway, he went to New York City to the big cateedral dere and he walked about da place he did and he had a good look round and found his good self in the very back of the cateedral he did. In a dark corner dere he taught he saw sumthin gold, so bein a curious fella he walked back and wot he discovered wuz a gold telephone dat said, "$5000 direct line to God." Ay, it did indeed! Sos he stood dere he did, scatchin' his head an' he taught about dis an' not havin' $5000 he couldn't place a call an' he woulda if he had da money ta do it wit.

So off he went to Boston tinkin on all dat dere direct line to God. Well, the cateedral in Boston wuz a grand affair it wuz, and he forgot all about dat golden telephone, an' so he took himself about the place an' recorded his findings an' den he walked ta da very back an' dere wuz a dark corner an' he taught he saw a glint of gold he did, so he took himself dere an' wot did he discover but another golden telephone, sayin' basically da same ting! Well, dis wuz sumting it wuz! Only dis time it cost $1000. Again not havin' da grand he let it go but da whole idea of a direct line ta God had em' tinkin' an' tinkin' until he didn't know wot else ta tink.

So off ta Montreal to da big cateedral dere and wot da ya know R. Linda, same ting, in da back a golden telephone wit a direct line ta God, but da good news wuz dis one wuz only $500. Hum, he taught dat ain't bad but still he hadn't da money. Dis whole ting perplexed him it did, but he had da job to do so off he flew to Dublin, Ireland.

Once on da old green sod, he made his way ta da big chorch dere, it wasn't as grand as the las' tree, but it had certain charm an' dis charm had him writin' down all da tings he needed for his research it did. Den he got curious, wuz dere a dark corner in da back of da chorch? Well, not one to not satisfy a curiosity, old Des took himself ta the very back of da chorch and begorrah! Dere it wuz a dark corner wit a hint of something gold in it. So he hurried on up to it an' dere it was another direct line ta God, but lo and behold R. Linda, dis one said 10 cents! "Jesus, Mary and Joseph, 10 cents!" He shouted an' dat brought da good Father McCluskey back dere ta see wot was goin' on it did.

Des pointed speechless at the telephone and Father smiled indulgently.

"Wot be the matter Desmond me son?" Father asked.

"Fatha, I've been ta New York City, Boston, and Montreal and I found the grand cateedrals dere all had dis here line to God dey did. BUT dey were each one of em' expensive, but I did find da price went down the further north I went. Anyway, I was tinkin' about dis on da aeroplane I wuz an' here I find you haf a direct line ta God an' it only cost 10 cents!"

"Well, Des me laddie boy, yer in Ireland, da call be local!"

:-)~

And here be the golden phone



Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Gabe
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