Friday, March 17, 2023

So there once was this drunk Irishman...

O'Connell was staggering home with a pint of whiskey in his 
back pocket when he slipped and fell heavily. 
Struggling to his feet, he felt something wet running down 
his leg.  "Please, God," he implored, "let it be blood!"




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