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Big Bennie Davis and Joe Nally are walking down to the pub Joe's about five four and wiry. A car pulls to the curb . The driver calls out Hey Shorty. How do we get to Ellis street? Nally" How did you know my name was Shorty? Driver "I guessed" Nally " Well guess where Ellis street is" They went into the pub.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/3/2009 4:06:00 PM
What an appropriate title! I've had the same experience in Wales... a group of us visited a pub, far from the beaten track. When the regulars figured out we were English they spoke only in Welsh... and giggled a lot! Well done my friend!! Best wishes, Keith
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Date: 2/12/2009 1:07:00 PM
Funny Stuff..just what I needed. BG
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Date: 2/12/2009 12:26:00 PM
Good one , Donald, NOW , who's round is it ??? .. Slainte !!
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Date: 2/12/2009 12:12:00 PM
Donald what a witty and light hearted poem you have penned - God Bless, MJ
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Date: 2/12/2009 12:06:00 PM
Oh, the Irish in me loves this as much as the poet in me. Very amiusing and so much fun to read. Michael
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