Today an Irishman, a priest, an Englishman, a blonde, a rabbi, a brunet a panda and other religious leaders went into a pub this morning after months of speculation.
Events started when a fairy appeared shot the blonde and left. The rabbi and the priest then started to beat up the Irishman in an argument about the funeral. The English man said money. The brunet said flying.
The panda set the counter on the bomb to thirty minutes. The Irishman said a penguin. The priest said its better than pork. The blonde asked for a television. The rabbi shot the ceiling.
The panda said if you could have anything then just say it and then slide down this tube. What tube said the brunet? Would you like to step outside said the Englishman rolling up his arms. Put the gun down slowly said the priest. We're on a mountain path with no hope of rescue yelled the brunet into a phone. So he looked it up.
And the Irishman jumped off and splattered on the pavement.