A young American tourist just arrived in the Irish Countryside for vacation.
He steps into the nearest pub for a pint, and sits down near this old haggard man.
The old man looks over at the Tourist and says:
"Young man, do you see this Pub? I built this Pub. I raised these walls, I built these tables, I laid the stone floor...I built this Pub, and it's a beautiful Pub...but do they call me Blarney the Pub Builder? No...they don't."
The tourist looked around and agreed. It WAS a beautiful Pub.
Then the old man says:
"Look out in the yard out front...do you see that wall? I built that wall. I quarried the stones, I chiseled them to shape, I carefully placed each one. I built that wall, and it's a beautiful wall...but do they call me Blarney the Wall Builder? No...they don't."
The tourist was admiring the craftsmanship of the wall when Blarney interrupted his thought and said:
"Young man, look out the window to the lake. Do you see that pier? I built that pier. I chopped down every tree, I milled every plank, and I drove every nail. I built that pier, and it's a beautiful pier. But do they call me Blarney the Pier Builder? No...they don't...
...but you fuck ONE goat..."
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