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ATTENTION
April 28 MATCH CANCELED!!!!
Bad weather tonight and Sunday.. See you May 11
Thanks
April 28 MATCH CANCELED!!!!
Bad weather tonight and Sunday.. See you May 11
Thanks
Happy St. patrick's Day
shamrock
Not Enough Free Time
A happy St. Patrick's Day to All.<br />
<br />
I'm a very lucky man to have been raised in a very loving and caring Irish home, where family, friends, community, country, education and church really mattered.<br />
I wish the same to all of you on this day.<br />
Regards,<br />
Pat "Shamrock" Gannon<br />
<br />
P.S .Humor also mattered.<br />
<br />
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!" <br />
<br />
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.<br />
<br />
Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one." <br />
<br />
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he meets, "Do you want to go to heaven?" <br />
<br />
The man said, "I do, Father."<br />
<br />
The priest said, "Then stand over there against the wall."<br />
<br />
Then the priest asked the second man, "Do you want to go to heaven?"<br />
<br />
"Certainly, Father," was the man's reply. <br />
<br />
"Then stand over there against the wall," said the priest.<br />
<br />
Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and said, "Do you want to go to heaven?"<br />
<br />
O'Toole said, "No, I don't Father." <br />
<br />
The priest said, "I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don't want to go to heaven?"<br />
<br />
O'Toole said, "Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group together to go right now."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for speeding in Connecticut. The state trooper smells alcohol on the priest's breath and then sees an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car.<br />
<br />
He says, "Sir, have you been drinking?" <br />
<br />
"Just water," says the priest.<br />
<br />
The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine?"<br />
<br />
The priest looks at the bottle and says, "Good Lord! He's done it again!" <br />
<br />
<br />
Walking into the bar, Mike said to Charlie the bartender, "Pour me a stiff one - just had another fight with the little woman." <br />
<br />
"Oh yeah?" said Charlie, "And how did this one end?"<br />
<br />
"When it was over," Mike replied, "She came to me on her hands and knees.<br />
<br />
"Really," said Charles, "Now that's a switch! What did she say?" <br />
<br />
She said, "Come out from under the bed, you little chicken."<br />
<br />
<br />
Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy. He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary. <br />
<br />
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful. <br />
<br />
Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood. <br />
<br />
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.<br />
<br />
In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room. <br />
<br />
She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"<br />
<br />
Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"<br />
<br />
"Well," Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm a very lucky man to have been raised in a very loving and caring Irish home, where family, friends, community, country, education and church really mattered.<br />
I wish the same to all of you on this day.<br />
Regards,<br />
Pat "Shamrock" Gannon<br />
<br />
P.S .Humor also mattered.<br />
<br />
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!" <br />
<br />
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.<br />
<br />
Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one." <br />
<br />
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he meets, "Do you want to go to heaven?" <br />
<br />
The man said, "I do, Father."<br />
<br />
The priest said, "Then stand over there against the wall."<br />
<br />
Then the priest asked the second man, "Do you want to go to heaven?"<br />
<br />
"Certainly, Father," was the man's reply. <br />
<br />
"Then stand over there against the wall," said the priest.<br />
<br />
Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and said, "Do you want to go to heaven?"<br />
<br />
O'Toole said, "No, I don't Father." <br />
<br />
The priest said, "I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don't want to go to heaven?"<br />
<br />
O'Toole said, "Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group together to go right now."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for speeding in Connecticut. The state trooper smells alcohol on the priest's breath and then sees an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car.<br />
<br />
He says, "Sir, have you been drinking?" <br />
<br />
"Just water," says the priest.<br />
<br />
The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine?"<br />
<br />
The priest looks at the bottle and says, "Good Lord! He's done it again!" <br />
<br />
<br />
Walking into the bar, Mike said to Charlie the bartender, "Pour me a stiff one - just had another fight with the little woman." <br />
<br />
"Oh yeah?" said Charlie, "And how did this one end?"<br />
<br />
"When it was over," Mike replied, "She came to me on her hands and knees.<br />
<br />
"Really," said Charles, "Now that's a switch! What did she say?" <br />
<br />
She said, "Come out from under the bed, you little chicken."<br />
<br />
<br />
Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy. He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary. <br />
<br />
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful. <br />
<br />
Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood. <br />
<br />
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.<br />
<br />
In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room. <br />
<br />
She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"<br />
<br />
Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"<br />
<br />
"Well," Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror. <br />
<br />
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Comments
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<br />
>"Hello?"<br />
><br />
>"Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?"<br />
><br />
>"No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul."<br />
><br />
>After a brief pause,<br />
><br />
>Daddy says, "But honey, you haven't got an Uncle Paul."<br />
><br />
>"Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right<br />
>now."<br />
><br />
>Brief Pause.<br />
><br />
>"Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do.<br />
><br />
>Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door<br />
>and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway."<br />
><br />
>"Okay Daddy, just a minute."<br />
><br />
>A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone.<br />
><br />
>"I did it Daddy."<br />
><br />
>"And what happened honey?" he asked.<br />
><br />
>"Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran<br />
>around screaming.<br />
><br />
>Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she<br />
>isn't moving at all!"<br />
><br />
>"Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?"<br />
><br />
>"He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too.<br />
><br />
>He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the<br />
>swimming pool. But I guess he didn't know that you took out the water last<br />
>week to clean<br />
>it.<br />
><br />
>He hit the bottom of the pool and I think he's dead."<br />
><br />
><br />
>*** L ong Pause***<br />
><br />
><br />
>*** L onger Pause***<br />
><br />
><br />
>***Even L onger Pause***<br />
><br />
><br />
>Then Daddy says,<br />
><br />
>"Swimming pool? ...........Is this 486-5731?"<br />
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<img src='http://www.goodguysposse.org/forums/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/rofl.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':rofl:' /> <br />
A little humor back at ya, See you soon.
Dice<br />
<br />
Shamrock,<br />
Next time I see you, let me tell you about my trip to Timbucktu! Can't print it here!<br />
Dice
<br />
A little humour from the other side of the world - <br />
<br />
Mr. Chou Lee goes to the ophthomologist. He has a complete examination of his eyes, at which point the Dr tells him,<br />
<br />
"Mr. Lee, you have a cataract."<br />
<br />
"Ah, no! I have Rincon Town Caa!"