What is the funniest joke you've been told that you still think about to this day?

“Well, to St. Mary’s, of course.”

“Now why would you be saying that, Brian?”

“A lovely little area of the old part of town, McCleary Street.”

Why do people believe that global warming is man made?

“As did I,” the first bloke says, getting very excited. “And what year did you graduate?”

The first fellow is now beside himself. “The good Lord must be smiling on us. Imagine that the two of us should be meeting here, having grown up on the same street, gone to the same school, and graduated in the same year.”

“Faith and begorrah. What a small world. So did I. And to what school would you school would you have been going?”

Why would calling me an incel help anything? How does that solve anything? Why can’t you actually be helpful and offer productive honest advice?

“So am I. And from where in Ireland might you be?” says the first.

“Mother Mary. And on what street in Dublin did you live?”

I’m from Dublin, I am.”

Why do people who aren't trans feel the need to put pronouns next to their name or picture? It seems so cringeworthy to me, to participate in that SJW paradigm of thought, like they are a spineless person who just goes along with the trends.

At that point, a woman enters, stands at the other end, and orders a drink. Brian, the bartender says, “Oh, Vicky, it’s going to be a long, tiring night.”

“Yes, that I am,” says the second.

Two blokes are sitting at the end of a bar. One orders a drink. The other one says, “From your voice, I’d guess you’re from Ireland.”

Why can't my adopted sister accept she is not part of my family because she isn't related? Why can't she stop calling my parents mum and dad?

“Oh, let me see now. ’Twas 1964, it was.”

“The Murphy twins are drunk again.”