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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Leave it to the Irish

An Irishman arrived at J.F.K. Airport and wandered about the terminal with tears streaming down his cheeks.

An airline employee asked him if he was already homesick.

“No,” replied the Irishman. “I’ve lost all me luggage!”

“How’d that happen?”

“The cork fell out,” said the Irishman.

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