Irish
humor
"Two
men were sitting next to each other at a bar. After a while, one guy
looks at the other and says, "I can't help but think, from listening
to you, that you're from Ireland."
The other guy responds proudly, "Yes, that I am!"
The first guy says, "So am I! And where about from Ireland might
you be?"
The other guy answers, "I'm from Dublin, I am."
The first guy responds, "Sure and begora, and so am I! And what
street did you live on in Dublin?"
The other guy says, "A lovely little area it was, I lived on McCleary
Street in the old central part of town."
The first guy says, "Faith & it's a small world, so did I!
And to what school would you have been going?"
The other guy answers, "Well now, I went to St. Mary's of course."
The first guy gets really excited, and says, "And so did I. Tell
me, what year did you graduate?"
The other guy answers, "Well, now, I graduated in 1964."
The first guy exclaims, "The Good Lord must be smiling down upon
us! I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same bar
tonight. Can you believe it, I graduated from St. Mary's in 1964 my
own self."
About this time, another guy walks into the bar, sits down, and orders
a beer. The bartender walks over shaking his head & mutters,"It's
going to be a long night tonight, the Murphy twins are drunk again."

What
do you call an Irishman who knows how to control his wife?
A bachelor.

Definition
of an Irish husband:
He hasn't kissed his wife for twenty years, but he will kill any man
who does.

Courtship is a time during which the girl decides whether she can do
better or not.

Dinny was standing in the street the other day when an English chap
came up to him and said,
"I say old chap, could you show me the way to the nearest boozer?"
Says Dinny, hopefully,
You're looking at him."
An
Irishman who had a little to much to drink is driving home from the
city one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over
the road. A cop pulls him over.
"So," says the cop to the driver, "where have you been?"
"Why, I've been to the pub of course" slurs the drunk.
"Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite
a few to drink this evening".
"I did all right," the drunk says with a smile.
"Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding
his arms across his chest, "that a few intersections back, your
wife fell out of your car?"
"Oh, thank heavens," sighs the drunk. "For a minute there,
I thought I'd gone deaf."