Thursday, March 22, 2012
Sorry I had to write this on here, only found it last night, but we have just celebrated St Patrick's Day and I couldn't resist.
Late one Friday night the policeman spotted a man driving very erraticaaly through the streets of Dublin. They pulled the man over and asked him if he had been drinking that evening.
"Aye, so I have> "Tis Friday, you know, so me and the lads stopped by the pub where I had six or seven pints. And then there was something called "Happy Hour" and they served these mar-gar-itos which are white good. I had four of five of' those. Then I had to drive me friend Mike home and O"course I had to go in for a couple of Guinness - couldn't be rude, ye know. Then I stopped on the way home to get a another bottle for later ..." And the man fumbled around in his coat until he located his bottle of whiskey which he help for inspection.
The officer sighed, and said, "Sir, I'm afraid I'll need you to step out of the car and take a breathalyser test."
Indignantly, the man said, "Why? Don't ye believe me?!"