Why I Love The Irish by wysiwig
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I've been scanning more old film. When I'm done we'll take a trip to Indonesia.
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Feeling funny today.
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So, Dennis, a young Irish-American man is born and raised in New York City by Irish immigrants. He grows up hearing tales of his parent's native land. When he grows up and leaves home he decides to take a trip back to the old sod to see it for him self. He rents a car in Dublin but all they have is one with a manual transmission. He has never driven with a 'stick shift' but is anxious to see the town so he sets out down the road. The car lurches and bucks as he struggles to shift gears. He stops at a red light and a large lorry (truck) soon pulls up behind him. The light turns green he puts it in gear and stalls the car. The light turns red. He looks in the rear view mirror and can see that the driver is not pleased. The light turns green again he puts it in gear and stalls the car. The light turns red. He looks in the rear view mirror again and sees the driver getting out of the lorry. And he is a big fellow, huge. The man walks up to Dennis' car and motions for him to roll down the window. Poor Dennis is thinking, "I'm in for it now." When he rolls down the window the big man leans his two meaty arms on the sill, looks Dennis straight in the face and says,
"Is there any particular shade of green yer waitin fer?"
Comments (15)
durleybeachbum
Brilliant! Thank for the laugh, Mark! Someone has very kindly given me a scanner that will do slides and negs...but it will be a winter job!
blondeblurr
The Irish are priceless for their sense of humour and I love it, I couldn't agree with you more Mark ! I bet the lorry drivers name was Paddy ... BTW Indonesia sounds familiar and close enough, (have been to Bali) can't wait to see what you will show us. BB
Bossie_Boots
Lol to funny thanks for making me laugh !!
Faemike55
Wonderful story, Mark Looking forward to seeing what you have scanned
T.Rex
My, this really got me laughing - particularily the green/Irish color! Thanks for the laugh! Have a good time in Indonesia! :-)
mariogiannecchini
smile while awaiting the results of the scan! I do not understand: yer waitin fer, what is the meaning?
JuliSonne
Funny story! Smileeee!!! Good trip and bring a lot of impressions with the! Greets Juli
vaggabondd
a funny little story, I thought he was going to get it to haha, nice little write
sandra46
SUPER GREAT STORY!
myrrhluz
I'm off today for Ireland. I thoroughly enjoyed your tale! Hopefully the Irish will be as patient with me as I traverse their roadways. I look forward to seeing Indonesia through your eyes. You commented about the fur on my oil painting. I laid down the base coat of it at the end of one class. The next class I spent totally on putting in the fur. It was one of those days where my eyes and hand seemed perfectly in tune and I had a wonderful couple of hours, lost in my own world. I love it when that happens.
tennesseecowgirl
LOL too funny...
hipps13
oh, I cannot type let alone stop laughing this is cool sure is warm hugs, Linda
sixstring
This was funny! Thanks for the laugh.
Chipka
Oh, what a delicious tale. It's doubly hilarious since I live in Chicago, a city renowned for Irish-Americans who happen to be more Irish than the Irish themselves. I also spent a few weeks in a wee little Czech town with a bunch of Irish student filmmakers, and so when I read the punchline of your tale, I actually heard a particular friend's voice as he often had a quip as brilliantly spot on/sarcastic. Thank you for the laugh and the brilliant build up to a perfect closing line.
anahata.c
well it's always hard to follow Chip, esp about writing. (And I know the Irish in this city too...the Irish played a big part in the big personality of this town...) But you did it all in a paragraph. Love the story, and the line at the end. I don't know anything about Ireland, as I've never been there; but if this is how they handle these conflicts, I'm going tomorrow. Perfectly written and delightful. (I bought some hand made sweaters and a big thick hand made tweed coat from Donegal---via the web---and the owner called me while he was in NY to explain a problem I had with one of his sweaters. ((They are great sweaters, but there was a problem with one.)) He talked for 20 minutes, and I didn't understand a freakin' THING! I swore he was speaking a foreign language---he was speaking English, I could tell, but I couldn't understand a word. But I sure got a taste of his tone, and the music of his voice---I was mesmerized. It must mollify tempers back in Ireland.) Great little tale. I have my eye on some of your longer tales, but I'll get to them soon. Hope you're enjoying the cooler weather out there, and some rain...it has to feel good to see the stuff every so often, even if it doesn't last...)