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The Errand 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 drink consumed, the Irishman started to leave.
"S'cuse me", said a c ustomer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done, "what was that all about?"
“Nothin'" , said the Irishman, "me wife just sent me out for a jar of olives!"
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The Lost Luggage
An Irishman arrived at J.F.K. Airport and wandered around the terminal with tears streaming down his cheeks.
An airline employee asked him if he was already homesick.
"No," replied the Irishman. "I've lost all me luggage!"
"How'd that happen?"
"The cork fell out!” said the Irishman.
***********************************************The Brothel
Two Irishmen were sitting in a pub having beer and watching the brothel across the street.
They saw a Baptist minister walk into the brothel, and one of them said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see a man of the cloth goin' bad."
Then they saw a Rabbi enter the brothel, and the other Irishman said, "Aye, 'tis a shame to see that the Jews are falling' victim to temptation."
Then they saw a Catholic priest enter the brothel, and one of the Irishmen said,
"What a terrible pity...one of the girls must be quite ill."
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Lost at Sea
Two Irishmen, Patrick Michael, were adrift in a lifeboat following a dramatic escape from a burning freighter.
While rummaging through the boat's provisions, Patrick stumbled across an old lamp. Secretly hoping that a genie would appear, he rubbed
the lamp vigorously.
To the amazement of Patrick, a genie came forth. This particular genie, however, stated that he could only deliver one wish, not the standard three.
Without giving much thought to the matter, Patrick blurted out, "Make the entire ocean into Guinness Beer!"
The genie clapped his hands with a deafening crash, and immediately the entire sea turned into the finest brew ever sampled by mortals.
Simultaneously, the genie vanished. Only the gentle lapping of Guinness on the hull broke the stillness as the two men c considered their circumstances.
Michael looked disgustedly at Patrick whose wish had been granted. After a long, tension-filled moment, he spoke: "Nice going Patrick!
Now we're going to have to pee in the boat!
Cordoba, the City of Flowers
Cordoba is an ancient city in the south of Spain, the capital of Moorish Spain. The city is a virtual maze of winding streets, modern and antique merchandise, dotted by colorful coffee shops, which at night move to the spontaneous beat of flamenco dancing. Here visitors find the 'Calleja de las Flores' - the street of flowers!
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The city is located on the banks of the Guadalquivir river, and its easy access to the mining resources of the Sierra Morena (coal, lead, zinc) satisfies the population’s needs.
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During the 10th century, it was the second richest city in the Muslim empire (after Bagdad), to which learned men from all Europe came to study during the 11th and 12th centuries
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The city eventually declined, especially during Renaissance times. In the 18th century it was reduced to just 20,000 inhabitants. The population and economy started to increase only in the early 20th century.
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