Good Reception
Received in the mail: The Father Brown Reader. Looks perfect for people who want some GKC (or want to introduce their children to GKC) without the occasionally-daunting GKC prose. Based on what I read, Nancy Carpentier Brown has done a nice job re-telling these fun detective stories.
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Received in an email (I'm ashamed I missed it last week): "The LAPD's counterterrorism bureau plans to identify Muslim enclaves in order to determine which might be likely to become isolated and susceptible to "violent, ideologically based extremism," said Deputy Chief Michael P. Downing on Thursday." The ACLU, of course, is crying "Foul!" I'm crying "Common Sense!"
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Received on a message board:
Definition of an Irish husband: He hasn't kissed his wife for twenty years, but he will kill any man who does.
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Murphy told Quinn that his wife was driving him to drink. Quinn thinks he's very lucky because his own wife makes him walk.
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The late Bishop Sheen stated that the reason the Irish fight so often among themselves is that they're always assured of having a worthy opponent.
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An American lawyer asked, "Paddy, why is it that whenever you ask an Irishman a question, he answers with another question?" "Who told you that?" asked Paddy.
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Question - Why are Irish jokes so simple? Answer - So the English can understand them.
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Reilly went to trial for armed robbery. The jury foreman came out and announced, "Not guilty." "That's grand!" shouted Reilly. "Does that mean I can keep the money?"
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Irish lass customer: "Could I be trying on that dress in the window?" Shopkeeper: "I'd prefer that you use the dressing room."
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Mrs. Feeney shouted from the kitchen, "Is that you I hear spittin' in the vase on the mantle piece?" "No," said himself, "but I'm gettin' closer all the time."
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Q. What do you call an Irishman who knows how to control a wife? A bachelor.
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Finnegin: My wife has a terrible habit of staying up 'til two o'clock in the morning. I can't break her of it. Keenan: What on earth is she doin' at that time? Finnegin: Waitin' for me to come home .
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Slaney phoned the maternity ward at the hospital. "Quick!" He said. "Send an ambulance, my wife is goin' to have a baby!" "Tell me, is this her first baby?" the intern asked. "No, this is her husband, Kevin, speakin'."
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"O'Ryan," asked the druggist, "did that mudpack I gave you improve your wife's appearance?" "It did surely," replied O'Ryan, "but it keeps fallin' off!"
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Did you hear about the Irish newlyweds who sat up all night on their honeymoon waiting for their sexual relations to arrive?
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Turkeys slaughtered in England, but not in anticipation for the great holiday. They're diseased with bird flu. Man, I hope it doesn't spread to the USA. Based on solely on secular merits, Thanksgiving is my second favorite holiday.
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I thought that's what groupies were for: A Swiss welfare group is recruiting volunteers to have sex with disabled people.
