I've never understood these bellends. Imagine you're sitting at home minding your own business and some fool walks into your living room and starts poking you with a stick. Should've dragged his sorry arse down to the depths.
A French police officer stops a Limerick man's car and asks if he has been drinking. With great difficulty, the Limerick man admits that he has been drinking all day, that his daughter was married just that morning, and that he drank champagne and a few bottles of wine at the reception, and many single malt scotches there -after. Quite upset, the police officer proceeds to breath test the Limerick man and verifies that he is indeed completely hammered. He asks the Limerick man if he knows why, under French law, he is going to to be arrested. The Limerick man answers "No sir, I do not! But while we're asking questions, do you realize that this is an Irish car and my wife is in the driver's seat on the other side?
