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This year, I received several St. Patrick's Day cartoons and humor pieces, so instead
of just one, I thought I'd post a few...

Paddy Flanagan had been drinking at a Dublin pub all night. The bartender
finally told him the pub was closing.

So, Paddy stood up to leave and fell flat on his face. He tried to stand one
more time with the same result. He figured he'll crawl outside and get some
fresh air and maybe that will sober him up.

Once outside he stood up and again fell flat on his face. He decided to crawl
the 4 blocks to his home. When he arrived at the door he stood up and again
fell flat on his face.

He managed to crawl slowly through the door and into his bedroom. When he
reached his bed he tried one more time to stand up, and this time he managed
to pull himself upright. He quickly fell right into bed and was sound asleep as
soon as his head hit the pillow.

He was rudely awakened the next morning to his wife standing over him and
shouting, "So, ya stayed out drinking again!"

"And what makes ya say that?" he asked, putting on an innocent look.

“The pub called. Ya left your wheelchair there again."
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Walking into the pub, Padraic said to the bartender, "Pour me a stiff one, Sean.
I just had me another tiff with the little woman."

"Oh yeah," said Sean. "And how did this one end?"

"Well I'll tell ya now... " Padraic replied, “When 'twas over Herself came to me
on her hands and knees, she did."

"Ya don't say? Now that's surely a switch! What did she tell ya?"

She said, "Come out from under that bed, ya gutless weasel!”
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