May your pockets be heavy-
Your heart be light
And may good luck pursue you
Each morning and night
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, he started to leave.
‘S’cuse me,’ said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done. ‘What was that all about?’
‘Nothing,’ he replied, ‘my wife just sent me out for a jar of olives.’
EarWorm:
an chailín álainn 
lol…Cao you have a knack for making me just gut butt laugh! And I know from experience this could be true of an Irishman ♥
hehe yes indeed! 😀
Oh…and OMGosh! The outfit is to die for and I had to wipe the drool off my lips from looking at this photo. Gorgeous, simply gorgeous♥
❤
Wowzers! Cao…..just proves that less really IS more. (Is that a ‘Skippic’?)
yes’m it is, a really oldy! 😀 (I think it might have been our first or second one together. Thanks Eleanor!