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Mike O'Brien
Guest
Bud Nelson, from New York, flew to Knock Airport in the west of Ireland on business.
As he walked down the stairs from the plane onto the runway he noticed a small Irishman
standing beside a long table with a assortment of human skulls.
"What are you doing?" asked the American.
"Oh, I'm selling skulls," replied the Irishman.
"And what skulls do you have?" said Bud.
"Well, I have the skulls of the most famous Irishmen that ever lived!!" said the Irishman.
"That's great!" said Bud. "Give me some names!"
"Well," said the Irishman, pointing to various skulls. "That one there is James Joyce, the
famous author and playwright; that one there is St. Brendan, the navigator; that's Michael
Collins the leader of the 1916 rising; and that one there is St. Patrick, the Patron Saint of
Ireland... God bless his soul..."
"Sorry," said Bud, "but did you say St. Patrick?"
"That's correct!" said the Irishman.
"I have to have that!" said Bud and paid him $1,650 in cash.
Bud flew back to New York and mounted his skull on the wall in his pub. People came from all
over America to view this famous skull. He made a fortune over a five year period and retired a
very rich man. During his retirement, he decided to go back to visit Ireland, the land that
made him a fortune.
Bud flew back into Knock airport, and while walking down the stairs saw the same Irishman at
the bottom of the stairs.
"Goodness," said Bud, "what are you doing?"
" Oh, I'm selling skulls," replied the Irishman.
"And what skulls do you have today?" asked Bud.
"Well, I have the skulls of the most famous Irishmen that ever lived!!" replied the Irishman.
"That's great!" said Bud. "Give me some names!"
"Well!" said the Irishman, pointing to various skulls. "That one there is James Joyce, the
famous author and playwright; that one there is St. Brendan, the navigator; that's Michael
Collins the leader of the 1916 rising; and that one there is St. Patrick, the Patron Saint of
Ireland... God bless his soul..."
"I'm sorry," interrupted Bud, "did you say St. Patrick?"
"That's Correct!" said the Irishman.
Bud continued, "I was here almost 7 years ago and you sold me a skull a little bit bigger than
that one there, and you told me that the skull was St. Patrick."
"Oh yes!" said the Irishman, "I remember you now!... You see,.... This is St. Patrick when he
was a Boy!!"
Regards,
Mike O'Brien
When two elephants fight it is the grass that suffers...
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As he walked down the stairs from the plane onto the runway he noticed a small Irishman
standing beside a long table with a assortment of human skulls.
"What are you doing?" asked the American.
"Oh, I'm selling skulls," replied the Irishman.
"And what skulls do you have?" said Bud.
"Well, I have the skulls of the most famous Irishmen that ever lived!!" said the Irishman.
"That's great!" said Bud. "Give me some names!"
"Well," said the Irishman, pointing to various skulls. "That one there is James Joyce, the
famous author and playwright; that one there is St. Brendan, the navigator; that's Michael
Collins the leader of the 1916 rising; and that one there is St. Patrick, the Patron Saint of
Ireland... God bless his soul..."
"Sorry," said Bud, "but did you say St. Patrick?"
"That's correct!" said the Irishman.
"I have to have that!" said Bud and paid him $1,650 in cash.
Bud flew back to New York and mounted his skull on the wall in his pub. People came from all
over America to view this famous skull. He made a fortune over a five year period and retired a
very rich man. During his retirement, he decided to go back to visit Ireland, the land that
made him a fortune.
Bud flew back into Knock airport, and while walking down the stairs saw the same Irishman at
the bottom of the stairs.
"Goodness," said Bud, "what are you doing?"
" Oh, I'm selling skulls," replied the Irishman.
"And what skulls do you have today?" asked Bud.
"Well, I have the skulls of the most famous Irishmen that ever lived!!" replied the Irishman.
"That's great!" said Bud. "Give me some names!"
"Well!" said the Irishman, pointing to various skulls. "That one there is James Joyce, the
famous author and playwright; that one there is St. Brendan, the navigator; that's Michael
Collins the leader of the 1916 rising; and that one there is St. Patrick, the Patron Saint of
Ireland... God bless his soul..."
"I'm sorry," interrupted Bud, "did you say St. Patrick?"
"That's Correct!" said the Irishman.
Bud continued, "I was here almost 7 years ago and you sold me a skull a little bit bigger than
that one there, and you told me that the skull was St. Patrick."
"Oh yes!" said the Irishman, "I remember you now!... You see,.... This is St. Patrick when he
was a Boy!!"
Regards,
Mike O'Brien
When two elephants fight it is the grass that suffers...
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Version: 6.0.462 / Virus Database: 261 - Release Date: 3/13/2003