Two fellas chatting in a pub in Belfast. One looks at his watch and says, '11:45! I've got to go, mate - I'm suppose to be in Florence before 12:00.'
'How the hell are ye going to manage that?'
'Well, she just lives two streets over....'
Boru
'How the hell are ye going to manage that?'
'Well, she just lives two streets over....'
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax