I'd sooner have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.

"Popeye" wrote in message
ups.com...

Donal wrote:
"Popeye" wrote in message
oups.com...
Yar! Would someone please amputate my leg?

Why don't you ask the surgeon who amputated your brain? He did an
excellent
job!

Ye nonenctity! Ye doesn't amputates a brain!
Saints be praised - sober up ye Irishman!

Popeye

O'Connell was staggering home with a pint of booze in his back pocket
when he slipped and fell heavily. Struggling to his feet, he felt
something wet running down his leg. "Please, God," he implored, "let it
be blood!"