“Irish Shopping”

McQuillan walked into a bar and ordered martini after martini, each time

removing the olives and placing them in a jar. When the jar was filled with

olives and all the drinks consumed, the Irishman started to leave. “S’ cuse

me”, said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done, “what was

that all about?” “Nothin”, said the Irishman, “my wife just sent me out for a

jar of olives!”

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