Irish Americans -- Humor; Irish-American wit and humor
“Well, I'd take one iv th' girls out in me horse an' buggy iv a Sundah
an' I'd think she was th' finest in th' wurruld an' I'd be sayin' all
kinds iv jokin' things to her about marredge licenses bein' marked down
on account iv th' poor demand an' how th' parish priest was thinkin' iv
bein' thransferred to a parish where th' folks was more kindly disposed
to each other an' th' likes iv that, whin out iv th' corner iv me eye
I'd see another girl go by, an' bless me if I cud keep th' lid iv me
r-right eye still or hold me tongue fr'm such unfortchnit remark as:
'That there Molly Heaney's th' fine girl, th' fine, sthrappin' girl,
don't ye think so?' Well, ye know, afther that I might as well be
dhrivin' an ice wagon as a pleasure rig; more thin wanst I near lost th'
tip iv me nose in th' jamb iv th' dure thryin' to give an affictshionate
farewell. An' so it wint on, till I got th' repytation iv a flirt an' a
philandhrer f'r no raison at all, d'ye mind, but me widespread fondness.
I like thim all, dark an' light, large an' small, young an' old, marrid
an' single, widdied an' divorced, an' so I niver marrid annywan. But
ye'll find me photygraft in some albums an' me bills in more thin wan
livery stable.”
“I think marrid men gets on th' best f'r they have a home an' fam'ly to
lave in th' mornin' an' a home an' fam'ly to go back to at night; that
makes thim wurruk. Some men's domestic throubles dhrives thim to dhrink,
others to labor. Ye r-read about a man becomin' a millyonaire an' ye
think he done it be his own exertions whin 'tis much again little 'twas
th' fear iv comin' home impty handed an' dislike iv stayin' ar-round th'
house all day that made him rich. Misther Standard Ile takes in millyons
in a year but he might be playin' dominoes in an injine house if it
wasn't f'r Mrs. Standard Ile. 'Tis th' thought iv that dear quiet lady
at home, in her white cap with her ca'm motherly face, waitin' patiently
f'r him with a bell-punch that injooces him to put a shtick iv dinnymite
in somebody else's ile well an' bury his securities whin th' assissor
comes ar-round. Near ivry man's property ought to be in wife's name an'
most iv it is.
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