This alleged holiday is the Irish Cinco de Mayo.
That wasn't the joke. Nothing funny about 'drink 'till you're smart' day. Anyhow:
Q. What did St. Patrick say as he was driving the snakes out of Ireland?
A. "you guys comfortable back there? would you like me to roll down the window?"
That is a genuine Irish joke, told to me by an Irish ironworker named John. There was a whole pack of them on that one job, and they all thought my name was Colleen. I came this close to starting an international incident when John told me that's what they called all the girls. Oh. OK. So I can call you all "Paddy," then?
We came up with new names for each other. They called me "Kitten." I didn't mind.
About Me
- A.G. Clifton
- Miss Clifton was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus rolling down Highway 21. The only child of itinerant grifters, she supplemented her family's meager income through faking food poisoning and stepping in front of cars. Later in life she discovered a talent for Faith healing. She toured the continent healing people named Faith. Along the way she met and married her son's father, but sadly, the two parted ways after she discovered what he actually meant by "animal husbandry." Miss Clifton lives in an abandoned railroad shed on the outskirts of town where she pursues her life's work of constructing the world's largest ball of aluminum foil. Donations cheerfully accepted.