Allison 2,369 Posted March 18, 2015 Report Share Posted March 18, 2015 Flannery had invited the mayor and his wife for dinner on St. Pat's day, and his wife asked him to go to the market for some snails for Escargot. On the way out of the market, he sees his friend O'Malley, who says, "Flannery, join me for a pint. C'mon lad! Just the one." Flannery must hurry, but he doesn't want to disappoint. "I've got fifteen minutes. Just the one," he says. Well, fifteen minutes turns into an hour, then three, and "the one" becomes three, then five. Suddenly he looks at his watch and exclaims, "My God! Look at the time. My wife will be boilin' over!" He grabs the snails and stumbles home as fast as his drunken legs will carry him. When he reaches the porch, he trips and splatters himself and the snails all about. Hearing the commotion, his wife runs to the front door and, seeing him, shouts, "Where have you been?! The mayor's been here and gone! You'd better have a helluva good excuse." Flannery looks down at the snails, then up at his wife, and then he smiles. Turning back to the snails he shouts, "Hurry up lads! Only five more feet to go!" 3 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Greg 2,662 Posted March 18, 2015 Report Share Posted March 18, 2015 I like it. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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