Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. One day the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and asked, "Father, me dog is dead. Could ya' be saying' a mass for the poor creature?" Father Patrick replied, "I'm afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there are some Baptists down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for the creature."
Muldoon said, "I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?" Father Patrick exclaimed, "Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn`t ya tell me the dog was Catholic?"
Posted by debutaunt at June 3, 2006 09:05 PMI love it! That cracked me up! I hope you are resting and having a peaceful Saturday evening. I am getting ready to turn in for the evening and just had to check on you.
Continued prayers coming your way . . .
Big hugs
Posted by: Lisa O at June 3, 2006 09:40 PMas a born-and-bred baptist (but now episci) that made me laugh and laugh and laugh. hope you're feeling better, deb!
Posted by: kristin at June 3, 2006 09:43 PMI'm so glad you're back, you put a smile on my face
Posted by: CRebecca at June 3, 2006 09:44 PMi love this! so good to see a joke on here again :)
xomox
Deb, I've heard that story before, but coming from you brought a big, big smile to my face and a lift in the heart. You are always in my prayers. Give Mom a big hug for me. I'm sorry I cannot be there to do it myself, because if I were, I'd give You a big hug as well. You must admit though, that she is a better cook than Marie Calendar and her Pot Pies. Love, Dad
Posted by: The Dad at June 4, 2006 06:46 AMOne more for you and your Dad.
Paddy was in New York He was patiently waiting, and watching the traffic cop on a busy street crossing. The cop stopped the flow of traffic and shouted, "Okay pedestrians". Then he'd allow the traffic to pass. He'd done this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk.
After the cop had shouted "Pedestrians" for the tenth time, Paddy went over to him and said, "Is it not about time ye let the Catholics across?"
Love
Toto
Now THAT is funny.
Posted by: Kami at June 4, 2006 07:57 AMDeb, love the jokes...
Posted by: Nancy at June 4, 2006 12:26 PMThis is a joke my father-in-law sent me, it's entitled: Motel Math
To My Dear Wife,
You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 54 years old, can no longer satisfy. I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening with my 18 year old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel. Please don't be upset - I shall be home before midnight.
When the man came home late that night, he found the following letter on the dining room table:
My Dear Husband,
I received your letter and thank you for your honesty about my being 54 years old. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that you are also 54 years old. As you know, I am a math teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young, virile, and like your secretary, is 18 years old. As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of Math, you will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small difference - 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18. Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.
Good ones...one and all!
Posted by: Sioux at June 4, 2006 09:38 PMWish I had a joke worth sharing. I've enjoyed the ones in this post!
Posted by: Karen at June 4, 2006 10:34 PMHowdy!
I was gone last week, but I'm back and I'm glad to see you are home, too!! :)
xoxo
Posted by: clandestine at June 5, 2006 07:43 AMAh hahahahahahah!
Good Attitude! Keep on Keep'n On, girl!
Posted by: Mrs SEB at June 5, 2006 09:35 AMLOL -- That's funny! Thanks for the laugh, Deb!
Posted by: CircusKelli at June 5, 2006 10:08 AMIt is SO BADASS that you are better. Amazing. Stupendous. Magnifico.
BTW, Allison made a donation to the Deb fund and gives her regards. She is happy you are feeling better.
Well, keep on truckin' and call me if you are in the mood to talk.
Just checking on you today . . . I hope you are having a restful beautiful Tuesday!
Hugs
Hi Deb
just checking to see how you are feeling. is the head ache gotten any better? Menigitis is the pits or as I say it causes tempory Brain Drain.
Try to get your rest.
peace and prayers
nancy
Aloha Cousin,
I'll bet your Dad hears alot of good clean catholic jokes. Unfortunately I don't know any so I can't post them here.
I sure hope your getting lots of rest and are starting to fell better.
I read recently that for a stronger memory you should go shopping. It requires focus and interactive problem solving...I get it but, what about the problem of no money to shop?
The article goes on to say that boardgames, puzzles and the like will achieve the same effect. Crazy 8's anyone?
Please get better soon. The world needs you.
A Hui Hou,
EV
Hi Deb - thinking of you today and missing your posts. I hope all is well and you are just resting and taking good care of yourself.
Hugs
Hi Deb: I've been AWOL for a bit but I'm here today! I notice it's been a bit since your last post again and I hope it's because you are resting and not for any of the numerous "yucky" reasons possible. Love you.
Posted by: Traci at June 7, 2006 10:12 AMI was already laughing at your joke, then I read Sis #2's joke...I'm about to pee my pants!
Posted by: Lauri at June 8, 2006 04:01 PM