Paddy

Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and could not find a parking place.
Looking up to heaven he said, 'Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey! '

Miraculously, a parking place Appeared.

Paddy Looked up again and said, 'Never mind, I found one.'        

 

Hox....
This ruse is played out everyday, everywhere in Ireland.....
which leads one to conclude that "The Lord" isn't too........
....but I do thank Him for handicapped parking.

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Paddy was in  New York .

He was patiently waiting and watching the traffic cop on a busy street crossing.  
The cop stopped the flow of traffic and shouted, 'Okay, pedestrians.'   Then he'd allow the traffic to pass.

He'd done this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk.

After the cop had shouted, 'Pedestrians!' for the tenth time, Paddy went over to him and said,
'Is it not about time ye let the Catholics across?'


  

The Lord Luvs The Irish.........

....yeah....like "the Paddy", who disowned his daughter, who was a prostitute, when he mistakenly thought she said "protestant".

King Rauidhrí....an chara

....slan agus beannacht....

Slainte39