Did you hear about the Irishman who saw a brawl going on in the street? He stopped one of the participants and asked, “Pardon me, is this a private fight, or can anybody join?”
I’m married to an Irishman. That means I get a free pass on Irish jokes. ;-)
Reminds me of the phrase: “I went to see a fight.....and a hockey game broke out!”
My son, ahem, who has a masters in physics and computer modeling, played hockey, and could of played Div I at Holy Cross(but chose St. Olaf), being the McK that he is, he was almost always the one to layout the big check that would get the team agoin.
At 5’9” and a half, he met a 6’2” defenseman bringing the puck up ice out of his defensive zone full body on......the defenseman laid on the ice for about 5 minutes, and my son had his bell rung, but stayed on his skates, and as he skated back to the bench, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, he was grinning from ear to ear.
That’s my boy.
I’m married to an Irish man, too, and no one comes up with better Irish jokes than my husband! And his Grandfather, I’m told, could tell the best Irish jokes but I never could understand a word he said!