A Joke or Two 2026

A furniture dealer from Dublin decided to expand the line of furniture in his store, so he decided to go to Paris to see what he could find. After arriving in Paris he met with some manufacturers and selected a line that he thought would sell well back home in Dublin.

To celebrate the new acquisition, he decided to visit a small bistro and have a glass of wine. As he sat enjoying his wine, he noticed that the small place was quite crowded, and that the other chair at his table was the only vacant seat in the house.

Before long, a very beautiful young Parisian girl came to his table, asked him something in French (which he did not understand), and motioned toward the chair.

He invited her to sit down. He tried to speak to her in English, but she did not speak his language, so after a couple of minutes of trying to communicate with her, he took a napkin and drew a picture of a wine glass and showed it to her.

She nodded, and he ordered a glass of wine for her.

After sitting together at the table for a while, he took another napkin, and drew a picture of a plate with food on it, and she nodded.

They left the bistro and found a quiet cafe that featured a small group playing romantic music.

They ordered dinner, after which he took another napkin and drew a picture of a couple dancing.

She nodded, and they got up to dance. They danced until the cafe closed and the band was packing up.

Back at their table, the young lady took a napkin and drew a picture of a four-poster bed.

To this day, the guy had no idea how she figured out he was in the furniture business.

 

"Late again!" teacher sternly said to Wee Hughie

"It isn't my fault this time, Miss Russell. You can blame this one on my Father - the reason I'm three hours late is my father sleeps naked!"

Miss Russell had taught grammar for 30-some-odd years. Despite her mounting fears, she asked Wee Hughie what he meant by that.

Full of grins and mischief, and in the flower of his youth, Wee Hughie and trouble were old friends but he always told the truth.

"You see, Miss Russell, out at the croft we have us a low down fox.

The last few nights, he ate six hens. Last night, when father heard a noise out in the hen house he grabbed his double barrelled shot gun and said to my mother , "That fe**in fox is back again... I'm gonna nail him!''

"Stay back," father whispered to all us kids!

"My father was naked -- no boots, no trousers no shirt! To the hen house he crawled, just like a gamekeeper on the stalk. Then, he stuck that double-barrelled 12-gauge shotgun through the window of the henhouse. As he stared into the darkness, with a fox on his mind, our owd collie dog, Rip, had gone and woken up and comes sneaking up behind father... then, as we all looked on, helpless, old Rip went and stuck his cold nose in my fathers bum crack!"

"Miss Russell, we all have been pluckin' chickens since three o'clock is morning!"