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Happy St. Pat's!!
Mar. 17th, 2008 09:48 amAn Irishman's Philosophy
There are only two things to worry about:
Either you are well or you are sick.
If you are sick,
Then there are only two things to worry about:
Either you will get well or you will die.
If you get well,
Then there are only two things to worry about:
Either you will go to heaven or hell.
If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
But if you go to hell,
You'll be so busy shaking hands with friends
You won't have time to worry!
~Author Unknown
While I was in Paris for Spring Break, I and two other Cottey girls shared the elevator to the top of the Eiffel Tower near sunset with a bunch of Irish boys. It banged and clanged a bit and at one point one of the boys said worriedly, "Oh, bollocks."
One of the others laughed and said, "I don't know about you, mate, but I'm going to heaven."
So I chimed in from the corner, "Yeah, but if we go to hell we'll be too busy shaking hands with our friends to worry about it."
They laughed raucously and I think scared the other girls. Somewhere from the other side of the car one of them said, "Give that girl a pint!" And later that night as we were walking around the base and about to head home I heard, "Tha's the girl what told tha' joke!" I turned around to find them, but Kate & Kat steered me away from the "rowdy boys with accents" 'cause they knew I'd probably stay chatting all night. ;)
There are only two things to worry about:
Either you are well or you are sick.
If you are sick,
Then there are only two things to worry about:
Either you will get well or you will die.
If you get well,
Then there are only two things to worry about:
Either you will go to heaven or hell.
If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
But if you go to hell,
You'll be so busy shaking hands with friends
You won't have time to worry!
~Author Unknown
While I was in Paris for Spring Break, I and two other Cottey girls shared the elevator to the top of the Eiffel Tower near sunset with a bunch of Irish boys. It banged and clanged a bit and at one point one of the boys said worriedly, "Oh, bollocks."
One of the others laughed and said, "I don't know about you, mate, but I'm going to heaven."
So I chimed in from the corner, "Yeah, but if we go to hell we'll be too busy shaking hands with our friends to worry about it."
They laughed raucously and I think scared the other girls. Somewhere from the other side of the car one of them said, "Give that girl a pint!" And later that night as we were walking around the base and about to head home I heard, "Tha's the girl what told tha' joke!" I turned around to find them, but Kate & Kat steered me away from the "rowdy boys with accents" 'cause they knew I'd probably stay chatting all night. ;)
