IJMC - Get Yer Irish Up!
Well, Monday's here again. And it's been a good one even. Work went by
fast, the waitress at Station was cute, I saw Mulan, and my roommate and I
outran (on foot) the security sports ute (utility vehicle). Just now, I
got home from a fairly good workout...although, there won't be a weight
listing tonight. The workout room I went to didn't have a scale and the
one in the house is past a sleeping roommate. Soooo, I'll just wait til
tomorrow night when I get back to my regular gym. G'night. -dave
An Irishman's been drinking at a pub all night. When he stands up to
leave, he falls flat on his face. He tries to stand one more time, but
to no avail. Again, he falls flat on his face. He figures he'll crawl
outside and get some fresh air and maybe that will sober him up. Once
outside, he stands up and, sure enough, he falls flat on his face. The
Irishman decides to crawl the four blocks to his home.
When he arrives at the door, he stands up and falls flat on his face. He
crawls through the door into his bedroom. When he reaches his bed, he
tries one more time to stand up. This time, he manages to pull himself
upright but he quickly falls right into bed. He is sound asleep as soon
as his head hits the pillow.
He awakens the next morning to his wife standing over him, shouting,
"So, you've been out drinking again!"
"Why do you say that?" he asks innocently.
"The pub called. You left your wheelchair there again."