The Luck and Wit of the Irish

17 Mar

A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland said to the Irish priest beside her, “Father, may I ask a favor?”

“Of course. What may I do for you?” he inquired.

“Well, I bought an expensive hair dryer for my mother’s birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs limit, and I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it,” she explained.

“Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?” she asked.

“I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie,” said the priest.

“With your honest face, Father, no one will question you,” the young woman assured him.

When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her.

The official asked, “Father, do you have anything to declare?”

“From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare,” said the priest.

The official thought this answer strange, so he asked, “And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?”

“I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused,” declared the priest.

Roaring with laughter, the official said, “Go ahead, Father. Next!”


4 Responses to “The Luck and Wit of the Irish”

  1. Mama Kelly March 17, 2008 at 5:57 AM #

    ROFL … Ive heard this one before but yet it never fails to tickle me

    Happy day of wearing green, seeing green, and eat and drinking green

  2. Catz March 17, 2008 at 8:55 AM #

    An Old Celtic Blessing
    May the blessing of light be on you—
    light without and light within.
    May the blessed sunlight shine on you
    and warm your heart
    till it glows like a great peat fire.

    Happy St. Patrick’s Day !


  3. Marvin the Martian March 17, 2008 at 6:00 PM #

    Happy St. Patrick’s Day!!!

  4. airelomeiel March 17, 2008 at 11:00 PM #

    Hehehe, that was *great!*

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