An Irish Tale

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Art Thieme
Date: 04 Jul 99 - 04:50 PM

"No, I'm from Wisconsin", said the cow. But at least, finally and iunrevocably we can say WE KNOW!" "Know what" cried all with one voice!??

"At least we know what's killing all the fish."

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Matthew B.
Date: 04 Jul 99 - 10:17 PM

But who cares about fish wen there's a perfectly healthy cow right here. Anyone for a barbecue? With a shudder of her udders, she dashed (as much as any cow could dash) behind a groupf of vegetarian, we-are-the-world folkies.

"Fear not, Bovine Babe, we'll save you" they cried, when to everyone's astonishment, out from the crowd came...

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Night Owl
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 01:40 AM

a very disoriented, Mr. Bodhran, former owner of the cow, who gathered all his remaining strength and yelled....

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: alison
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 02:52 AM

... "right that's it... that's the last time I drink Jamiesons.. I'm going to stick to Bushmills from now on.

they threatened to eat my cow, even after the pooka had finished with it, the giant got the girl.... I've had enough .... HHUUMMPPHHHHHH!!!!"

and with those words........

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: The Shambles
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 03:11 AM

a ready made Irish theme pub, complete with musicians magically appeared, the door flew open to reveal

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Night Owl
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 04:22 AM

a LOST group of accordian players playing "Lady of Spain" and one banjo player who said..."....

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Alan of Australia
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 05:31 AM

We've been condemned to bear this punishment for all eternity. When swords were turned into ploughshares and guns into musical instruments, alas, accordians remained accordians. Even worse, we are forced to associate with a banjo player."

The faery replied, "Faer enough, let the punishment fit the crime."

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Banjer
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 06:32 AM

....Whilst the banjo player, having recently crossed and beginning his just rewards thought to himself....'If I had known HELL was gonna be like this I would have lived my life much differently!'

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: bseed(charleskratz)
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 04:30 PM

"There are benefits to being a banjo player in hell," he mused. "At least I get to be one of the tormenters, not of the tormented." Little did he realize that neither lambskin nor fibreskin could withstand the fires of perdition...

seed

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: katlaughing
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 08:56 PM

But then, he also welcomed the warmth of those fires, as being a banjo player, he'd been left out in the cold so many times during his unfulfilled life on earth, forever wandering from pub to pub, trying to fit in with the other musicians, none of whom were banjo pickers. Oh, yes, those fires wouldn't bother him a bit.

"Granfer! Did the banjo player really meet the Divil and go to hell?", little Bridgett asked.

"Sure and tis' me own granfer was 'im!", replied her grandfather.

"An', what about me, Granfer", cried Colin, "Shall I go to hell since I'm learnin' the banjo, too? Is this banjo yer granfer's?"

"Ah, me boyo", the Grandfather began, "Anither story is wotch'er askin' for is it? Well and good, here ya go, 'tis time fer bed and all. A wee bit more surely won't bring the divil down amangst us this night. Settle in now and I'll tell ya anither!"

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: bseed(charleskratz)
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 09:13 PM

Proceed to "Another Irish Tale"

bodacious blue clicky thang

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: bseed(charleskratz)
Date: 05 Jul 99 - 09:15 PM

Proceed to "Another Irish Tale"

bodacious blue clicky thang

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: bseed(charleskratz)
Date: 06 Jul 99 - 12:19 AM

If ye've bin havin' no luck with the previous links, try this one:

bodacious blue clicky thang

--seed

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: alison
Date: 07 Jul 99 - 09:59 AM

Just then the leprechaun woke up and said "I've had a really strange dream", he remembered the line from a really bizarre episode of Dallas, which wiped out an entire series....

when he awoke.. he found himself back in that lushious green valley.. which now was devoid of blue clicky things, and concentrating on the story in hand **grin**

As his eyes adjusted to the dawn he saw the giant Michea/l Mo/r kicking the last of the banjo players through the middle of the two pillars where they disappeared, (don't you wish you could do that at folk clubs.... NOI)

Not far away he noticed the little faery, she was sitting alone. As he looked, he saw to his surprise that she was crying. Large tears flowed down her cheeks. Bodhran asked gently "Why do you weep fair one?"

She looked at him with those big hazel eyes and said.......

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: alison
Date: 07 Jul 99 - 09:54 PM

..... sniff.. sob.. sniff again......

"oh Bodhran, I'm crying because............

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: Big Mick
Date: 08 Jul 99 - 01:28 AM

I am so small, and he is so tall........we will never be together...........and my Belfast brogue .........I would do anything for just one of your wishes, wee man....So that I could ...........

Subject: RE: An Irish Tale
From: alison
Date: 08 Jul 99 - 04:38 AM

... have just one night, just one (although I might change me mind about that later *grin*).

I will do anything, even the unthinkable."

Bodhran's eyes lit up at the thought.

The faery continued,"I would even give up my beautiful Belfast accent, and be forced to talk in one of those Dublin ones instead. I will never pronounce another 'h' again."

The leprechaun looked sympathetically at the little faery, if she was willing to make such a great sacrifice what else could he do but help her in her quest.

And reaching into his bag of wishes he..........