AN IRISH BLONDE IN A CASINO:
An attractive blonde from Cork, Ireland arrived at a casino. She seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty-thousand Euros on a single roll of the dice.
She said, “I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude.”
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with an Irish brogue yelled, “Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!”
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed, “YES! YES! I WON, I WON!”
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed. The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded. Finally, one of them asked, “What’d she roll?”
The other answered, ”I don't know, I thought you were watching.”
MORAL OF THE STORY . . .
Not all Irish are drunks;
Not all blondes are dumb;
But all men . . . are men.
An attractive blonde from Cork, Ireland arrived at a casino. She seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty-thousand Euros on a single roll of the dice.
She said, “I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude.”
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with an Irish brogue yelled, “Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!”
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed, “YES! YES! I WON, I WON!”
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed. The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded. Finally, one of them asked, “What’d she roll?”
The other answered, ”I don't know, I thought you were watching.”
MORAL OF THE STORY . . .
Not all Irish are drunks;
Not all blondes are dumb;
But all men . . . are men.
