“Oh yes it most certainly is”, said the Irishman with a much broader Irish accent, The interviewer looked at the drawings and said: “But that is not 100!” The interviewer was now a bit cheesed off so he decided to do the Irishman once and for all, therefore, he handed the paper back to the Irishman and asked him to make it 100.Īfter thinking for a considerably longer time the Irishman suddenly grabbed the pencil and drew a little blop on the bottom right-hand side of each three and handed the paper back to the interviewer.
“Oh yes it is”, said the Irishman, “Dirty tree + dirty tree + dirty tree make ninety-nine.” The interviewer looked at the drawings and said: “But that is not ninety-nine!” The interviewer handed the paper back to the Irishman and asked him to make it 99.Īfter thinking for a long while the Irishman scribbled up and down the trunks and handed the paper back to the interviewer. “Oh yes it is”, said the Irishman with a broad Irish accent, “Tree + Tree + Tree make nine!” The interviewer looked at the drawings and said: “But that is not nine!” “Could you please show me a clever way to make this into nine?” After thinking for a while the Irishman took the pencil and drew a canopy of leaves on top of the three pairs of lines, and handed the paper back to the interviewer. The interviewer took a piece of paper and drew six vertical lines in pairs of two on the paper and placed it in front of the Irishman. When the interview was over the interviewer told him that all applicants had to complete a test.
The green man runs down the bar gives the Englishman a He then pulls a small green-skinned man out of his pocket and puts him on the counter.Īs he’s drinking one drink and the green man is drinking the other, an Englishman down the bar who has had a few too many drinks says, “Hey, what’s that little green thing down there?” “It was all the bloody skipping that killed him!” 2) Irish joke the leprechaun:Īn Irishman walks into a bar and asks for two beers. “Oh the tablets were fine,” says Mrs Murphy, “I’m very sorry to hear that,” says the doctor, “I thought if he took those tablets he would be all right.”
“Oh he died of a heart attack,” says Mrs Murphy. “Two weeks later the doctor is walking down the street, and he sees the patient’s wife.“Hello Mrs Murphy,” he says, “how’s your husband?” No,” replies the doctor, “take one on the Monday, skip the Tuesday, take one on the Wednesday, skip the Thursday and go on like that. “So the doctor gives the man the tablets and the patient asks, “You have some problems with your heart, but if you take these tablets, I think it will be okay. An Irishman goes to the doctor, who after examining him says