An Irishman named O'Malley went to his doctor.
The doctor, after an examination, sighed an said, "I've some bad news. You have cancer, and you'd best put your
affairs in order."
> > >> O'Malley was shocked, but managed to compose
> > himself and walked into the waiting room, where his son
> > had been waiting.
> > >>
> > >> "Well, son, we Irish celebrate when things are
> > good,and we celebrate when things don't go well. In this
> > case, things aren't well. I have cancer. Let's head to the pub and have a
> few
> > >> pints."
> > >>
> > >> After 3 or 4 pints, the two were feeling a little
> > less somber.
> > >> There were some laughs and more beers. They were eventually
> > >> approached by some of O'Malley's old friends who were curious as to
> > >> what the two were celebrating.
> > >> O'Malley told his friends they were drinking to
> > his impending end. "I have been diagnosed with AIDS." The
> > friends gave O'Malley their condolences, and they had a couple
> > of more beers.
> > >> After the friends left, O'Malley's son leaned
> > over and whispered, "Dad, I thought you said you were
> > dying of cancer, and you just told your friends you were
> > dying of AIDS."
O'Malley said, "I don't want any of them sleeping
with your mother after I'm gone."
- Gotta love the Irish.
:))) very nice
:)))
lol.
good one :))
:D to cute :)) :))
<:> funny