Irish Chuckle for the Day
Paddy was driving down the street in a
sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.
Looking up to heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking
place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me
Irish Whiskey!"
- Miraculously, a parking place
appeared.
- Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
- submitted by Dan McGlinsey












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