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Originally Posted by Racoon
Whats the difference between an Irish Wedding and an Irish Funeral ??
A: There's one less drunk...
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Unfortunately this is true like many Irish Jokes.
i don't know if this is the forum to bare my sole but here goes:_
My mother's maiden name was O'Rourke
(My mother could NOT understand Irish jokes "Well you would need that many electricians. . .light bulbs. . whatever- wouldn't you??" She once range me when I was running amail order business to tell me that postage rates were to be increase on the morrow and I should rush out and buy lots of stamps today while they were cheap. i just said "yes mum" i had long ago l learnt not to try to explain things to her)
My wife's family were the Kellys.
We decided to have a VERY formal wedding with few guests, as traditionally all family weddings ended in many cases of altercations, arguments and aggravated assault charges.
We thought we did well the wedding and reception went off with hardly a hitch.(Well. .The wedding veil catching on the pew while father of the bride pulled one way(thinks- "You're not backing out now!") the bride pulling the other way (thinks-"Help I'm stuck!)
However we had forgotten one very small detail.
That was to tell the caterers' that there should be a limit to the amount of grog (Do Americans have that word for alcohol?) supplied.
I still find it hard to believe that 60 people can drink in a few short hours four cases of scotch, 10 cases of wine,countless mixed drinks and amazing amounts of beer.
The result my mother and her two sisters had fights with their respective partners.
The three (remember Irish) sitters caught a cab home.
In the cap they had a furious fight and didn't speak to each other for two years after our wedding.
Some years later (when I had finished paying the wedding grog bill)
I asked my mother what the terrible argument was about that had caused so much angst.
The argument apparently was about my Grandmother, their mother, who had died when I was four years old. You need to follow the next bit closely
The argument was about weather my grandmother WAS or WAS NOT a "Blessed Saint In Heaven"
I was gobsmaked, especially as all were lapsed catholics.
I swear this is a true story.
So racoon, this is my agony tale. Perhaps we need another "Agony" forum or perhaps an "Irish Jokes are True" forum.
I know that when I die there WILL be one less drunk.
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