Originally Posted by easyhostmedia
It was raining hard and a big puddle had formed in front of an Irish pub. An old man stood beside the puddle holding a stick with a string on the end and jiggled it up and down in the water. A curious bloke asked what he was doing.
'Fishing,' replied the old man. I can't afford to buy my supper.
'Poor old fool' thought the bloke, so he invited the old man to have a drink in the pub.Feeling he should start some conversation while they were sipping their whisky, the asked, ĎAnd how many have you caught?'
'You're the eighth'.said the old man.
That one made me laugh. I guess since I'm half Irish.
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