Crosby
Dec 8 2005, 08:39 AM
SnakeHead
Dec 8 2005, 08:49 AM
Wow. Seizures.
Crosby
Dec 8 2005, 08:54 AM
Must be from all the thujone in your system.
DrinkSlinger
Dec 9 2005, 09:19 AM
nevermind...
CelticGent
Dec 9 2005, 09:46 AM
no, but ask me again in a minute:
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Absomphe
Dec 9 2005, 12:28 PM
pressure!!!
CelticGent
Dec 16 2005, 06:58 AM
...
jaded prol
Dec 16 2005, 07:10 AM
Doh!
Kirk
Dec 16 2005, 07:12 AM
I'm hungry.
Absomphe
Dec 16 2005, 07:38 AM
That's baseball fans would really call a homer.
CelticGent
Dec 21 2005, 12:15 PM
for cros
Crosby
Dec 21 2005, 03:19 PM
Crosby
Dec 21 2005, 03:20 PM
...
Absinthe_1900
Dec 22 2005, 06:20 AM
Something scarier than Abby's
Someone get this guy an image consultant.
Absomphe
Dec 22 2005, 09:34 AM
Viva Santarchy!
CelticGent
Dec 22 2005, 10:28 AM
Grey Boy
Dec 22 2005, 10:55 AM
sweet!
Absomphe
Dec 22 2005, 11:45 AM
Fry the bastid!
CelticGent
Dec 22 2005, 12:01 PM
shut your christ-killing jew hole.
you can't ruin MY xmas!
jaded prol
Dec 22 2005, 03:01 PM
Can't we all get along?
TheGreenOne
Dec 22 2005, 03:51 PM
Why start now?
CelticGent
Dec 23 2005, 06:09 AM
What's the best thing about fucking twenty five year olds?
there's twenty of them!
Absomphe
Dec 23 2005, 02:28 PM
QUOTE(CelticGent @ Dec 22 2005, 12:21 PM)
shut your christ-killing jew hole.
you can't ruin MY xmas!
I heard that Santa's reindeer came down with avian flew as they made a Passover your chimney in Syracuse.
You're next, buddy!
Crosby
Dec 23 2005, 10:58 PM
...™
Absomphe
Dec 24 2005, 09:22 AM
Grey Boy
Jan 2 2006, 03:40 PM
New Year's Resolution,
loose weight by practising "Irish Yoga"
Absinthe_1900
Jan 2 2006, 08:01 PM
Or you could just go on the "Irish Cooking Diet" where it's all boiled until inedible.
Famous last words... “Irish food is fine until it’s cooked”
CelticGent
Jan 5 2006, 01:41 PM
...
jaded prol
Jan 5 2006, 04:08 PM
Irish Yoga~
greeneyes
Jan 6 2006, 08:45 AM
Damn. That looks just like my old neighborhood pub.
Absomphe
Jan 6 2006, 09:09 AM
I've heard Guinness referred to as "mother's milk", so I can see the resemblance.
Crosby
Jan 13 2006, 11:23 AM
...™
Crosby
Jan 13 2006, 11:24 AM
Absinthe_1900
Jan 18 2006, 09:52 AM
Crosby
Jan 19 2006, 09:44 PM
CelticGent
Jan 20 2006, 07:44 AM
yellow shirts are so unflattering.
Crosby
Jan 20 2006, 09:46 PM
I guess blue ones are too.
Crosby
Jan 22 2006, 11:38 PM
greeneyes
Jan 23 2006, 01:21 PM
You're stuttering.
Wild Bill Turkey
Jan 23 2006, 02:43 PM
Isn't this just John Cleese doing the bit from the Ministry of Silly Walks?
Stroller
Jan 25 2006, 04:12 PM
You Gotta Love the Irish
This is the transcription of the ACTUAL radio conversation between the British and the Irish off the coast of Kerry, October 1998. Radio conversation released by the Chief of Naval Operations 10-10-98.
IRISH: Please divert your course 15 degrees to the south to avoid a collision.
BRITISH: Recommend you divert your course 15 degrees to the north to avoid a collision.
IRISH: Negative. You will have to divert your course 15 degrees to the south to avoid a collision.
BRITISH: This is the Captain of a British Navy Ship. I say again, divert YOUR course.
IRISH: Negative. I say again,! you will have to divert YOUR course.
BRITISH: THIS IS THE AIRCRAFT CARRIER HMS BRITIANNIA! THE SECOND LARGEST SHIP IN THE BRITISH ATLANTIC FLEET. WE ARE ACCOMPANIED BY THREE DESTROYERS, THREE CRUISERS AND NUMEROUS SUPPORT VESSELS. I DEMAND YOU CHANGE YOUR COURSE 15 DEGREES NORTH. I SAY AGAIN, THAT IS 15 DEGREES NORTH OR COUNTER-MEASURES WILL BE UNDERTAKEN TO ENSURE THE SAFETY OF THIS SHIP.
IRISH: We are a lighthouse................Your Call.
Not true, but funny
Crosby
Jan 30 2006, 02:18 PM
Stroller
Feb 3 2006, 10:18 PM
Crosby
Feb 6 2006, 02:49 PM
Stroller
Feb 6 2006, 10:56 PM
Crosby
Feb 6 2006, 11:08 PM
Crosby
Feb 10 2006, 06:46 PM
A.B. Normal
Feb 10 2006, 06:53 PM
Déjà vu...
I swear I saw that here last week.
Was I drunk or are you?
Crosby
Feb 15 2006, 07:24 PM
WHY PARENTS DRINK
The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an
Urgent problem with one of the main computers.
He dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted? With a child's
Whisper.
"Hello."
"Is your daddy home? " he asked.
"Yes," whispered the small voice.
"May I talk with him?"
The child whispered, "No."
Surprised, and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your
Mommy there?"
"Yes,"
"May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No."
Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss
Asked, "Is anybody else
There?"
"Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman."
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked,
"May I speak with the policeman?"
"No, he's busy," whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?"
"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.
Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a
Helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is that
Noise?"
"A hello-copper" answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there" asked the boss, now truly alarmed.
In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just
Landed the hello-copper."
Alarmed, concerned, and even more then just a little frustrated the boss
Asked, "What are they searching for"
Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle:
"Me."
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