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Paddy and Mick walking down the road, when they see a flagpole. Standing there for a good while, trying to find out how high it is, having wild guesses.
A council worker, watching our two friends for a good while, walks over to them, unbolts the flagpole, puts it down flat on the ground and takes the measurements. "See, how easy it is?" he says to Paddy and Mick. Says Mick "Ye bloody twit, we need the feckin height, not the length" |
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![]() ![]() Shall Paddy or Mick climb up the bloody yoke? ![]() |
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![]() ![]() Shall Paddy or Mick climb up the bloody yoke? ![]() I'd send for Seamus, he knows the craic.. ![]() |
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