Another Irish Joke!!

[CailinDeas]

After having dug to a depth of 10 feet last year, British scientists found
traces of copper wire dating back 200 years and came to the conclusion that
their ancestors already had a telephone network more than 150 years ago.



Not to be outdone by the Brits, in the weeks that followed, an American
archaeologist dug to a depth of 20 feet, and shortly after, a story
published in the New York Times: "American archaeologists, finding traces of
250-year-old copper wire, have concluded that their ancestors already had an
advanced high-tech communications network 100 years earlier than the
British".



One week later, the Irish Department of Agriculture reported the following:
"After digging as deep as 30 feet near Ballyhaunis, Co Mayo, Mick O'Connor,
a self-taught archaeologist, reported that he found absolutely flump all.
Mick has therefore concluded that 250 years ago, Ireland had already gone
wireless."

[wildwood]

Haha. Good one Cailin. One up for the Irish for a change. Love it.

[jno]

like it, like it

[ummmm]

Lol...Co Mayo..say no more ;0)

[jno]

are there regional variations in Irish jokes, ummmm?

[ummmm]

Yes.....bit like the jokes people make about Norfolk. My daughter lives in Mayo...so maybe I should be kinder :-)

[jno]

so the British tell Irish jokes and the Irish repeat them as Co Mayo jokes? And what do people in Co Mayo do?

(Are they called Mayonnaise?)

[ummmm]

I think it might be more of an inside joke...but yes, they would just replace 'Irish' with 'Mayo'..

Haha @ Mayonnaise.....I might start calling her that. She has a Mayo accent now (which is weird to hear....she was born in England)

[mike11111]

This evokes many memories. My mother took me on a visit to Castlebar, Co Mayo in 1957 when I was 8 years old to visit her aunt, who was quite rich but very staunch RC. Even at that young age I was appalled at the sheer primitiveness of the place; the chickens, which she kept in the back yard, would wander freely in an out of the kitchen, and lunch usually consisted of mashed potatoes and cabbage. Being asthmatic at the time I eventually ended up in the local hospital. At 6 o'clock each evening all the patients would bring out their rosaries and recite the Angelus. My mother used to visit every day and teach me how to say it so that we would not be shown up as protestants.

[ummmm]

I don't mean to laugh Mike but....lol...

My daughter lives in Belmullet (nearest town)