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There was an Australian man, an American man and a
Irish man . . .and they all worked on a construction
site, and every day, at precisely 1.00pm they would
all go to lunch . . .
So the Australian man pulls out his lunch box.
"Man, vegemite sandwiches AGAIN. If I get vegemite
sandwiches again tomorrow, well I'm going to kill
myself !"
So the American man pulls out his lunch box.
"Dang, hot dogs. AGAIN. If I get hot dogs again
tomorrow, well I'm going to kill myself too !"
Then the Irish man pulls out his lunch.
"Oh no, Irish stew, AGAIN. If I get Irish stew
tomorrow, well I'm going to kill myself !"
So the next day comes, and the Australian man pulls
out his lunch . . ."Man, vegemite sandwiches AGAIN.
Well I'm going to kill myself !"
and jumps off the building.
So then the American man pulls out his lunch . . .
"F**k, hot dogs AGAIN. Well, I'm a man of my word,
off I go !" and jumps off the building.
So then the Irish man looks at the broken bodies
lying way below, and looks at his lunch.
"OH NO ! ! . IRISH STEW ! !. Well I'm a man of my
word too !" and jumps off the building.
Next day at the funeral, the wives collect together,
and between weeping, the Australian woman starts.
"I knew it. I KNEW IT. It was one too many vegemite
sandwiches, and I didn't listen to him" and the
American wife also sobs "Yes, I Know. He warned me
about hot dogs, he said he would, but I never
expected this" And then the Irish wife finishes.
"I don't understand. He makes his own lunch . . ."
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Drimnagh, Dublin 12, Republic Of Ireland 