I reckon my mate is Irish ...
My mate Paddy, was nailing up the side of a wooden house.
I noticed that Paddy was examining the nails and throwing away every second and third.
'What's wrong with those nails?' I asked.
'Sure the heads are at the wrong end.'
What an Ejit
Even I'm not that stupid. They are for the other side of the house.
posted by Toaster @ 2:20 AM
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