Went round to my mate Wakey's today but he was busy gardening, so I left him to it and ****ed off sharpish
Mick and Paddy are walking past a sign ouside a forest that say's Tree men wanted, Paddy turns to Mick and say's "it's a shame Sean isn't with us, we could apply for that job"
My Dad had a joke (he'd draw it on a piece of paper), which involved drawing a tree, then messing up the tree, then drawing dogshit next to it. He'd then ask 'What number is that'? We'd all have no fecking idea. Answer in his Irish accent; 'dirty tree and a turd'.
