I know you have heard many a tale from the Irish Isle ...........but do you recall - A Pastor, A Priest, and a Pup enter a pub for a quick pint of brew...this was our Mugsy. They met at the pub every Thursday for a we nip or two. Tuesday and Wednesdays was spent helping one of them visit the shut-ins and widows in their congregations........good treats were always given to the men of faith and our pup. On one Thursday when they gathered for refreshment and conversation the two men started outdoing each other on their acts of faith of the week. Blarney, Blarney, Blarney had begun getting spread as thick as the weeds of spring. Then Father Michael pulled a spray bottle of holly water out and sprayed Pastor Ryans head. The argument over baptism was lit......the ladds and lasses joined in punches and words not heard in a hundred years were spoken.........Mugsy was busy licking up all the brew being thrown about and began to see not in double but triple! This was the beginning of all the jokes which lead to division in Dublin.........Lesson: Kissing the blarney stone too many times can lead to a rowl that not even the dogs can fix!!!
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 04:15:46 +0000
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