Posted on 03/16/2004 3:25:43 AM PST by LaDivaLoca
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An' a Happy Paddy's Eve to all!
"This is PADDY down at the Harp Pub in County Sligo, Ireland. I am ringing to inform you that we are officially declaring war on you!"
"Well, PADDY," SADDAM replied, "this is indeed important news! How big is your army?"
"Right now," said PADDY, after a moment's calculation, "there is myself, my cousin Sean, my next door neighbor Seamus, and the entire dart team from the pub. That makes eight!"
SADDAM paused. "I must tell you, PADDY, that I have one million men in my army waiting to move on my command."
"Begorra!", said PADDY "I'll have to ring you back!"
Sure enough, the next day, PADDY called again.
"Mr. Hussein, the war is still on! We have managed to acquire some infantry equipment!"
"And what equipment would that be, PADDY?" SADDAM asked.
"Well, we have two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm tractor."
SADDAM sighed. "I must tell you, PADDY, that I have 16,000 tanks and 14,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to 1-1/2 million since we last spoke."
"Saints preserve us!" said PADDY. "I'll have to get back to you."
Once again, PADDY rang again the next day. "Mr. Hussein, the war is still on! We have managed to get ourselves airborne! We've modified Harrigan's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and four boys from the Shamrock Pub have joined us as well!"
SADDAM was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. "I must tell you, PADDY, that I have 10,000 bombers and 20,000 fighter planes. My military complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And since we last spoke, I've increased my army to TWO MILLION!"
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!", said PADDY, "I'll have to ring you back. "
Sure enough, PADDY called again the next day. "Top o' the mornin', Mr. Hussein! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war."
"I'm sorry to hear that," said SADDAM. "Why the sudden change of heart?"
"Well," said PADDY, "we've all had a long chat over a few pints, and decided "there's no way we can feed two million prisoners."
God Bless the Irish!
My favorite dancing partner!!
Just for you. And you know why.
Stop and pop: As Paul Moriarty takes a knee to ask his colleen, Carrie Wilson, to marry him during the New Haven (Conn.) St. Patrick's Day Parade, Wilson turns a shade of Killian's Irish Red.
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