[s-cars] Of Irish lore and the Blizzard of '03

[CaptMagu at aol.com]

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Well, after all the talk of wax last week I was able to get my car waxed and
the first of many engine/under carriage detailing forays accomplished. And,
just in time for the Blizzard of '03 to occur. Denver is supposed to receive
upwards of 3 feet of snow in the next few days. I leave for a 4 day trip
early tomorrow morning. I hate it when my wife gets to run my snowblower. As
I look out my office window, those large quarter sized flakes are even now
falling.

And now, in honor of Saint Patrick's Day, a little Irish lore;

The Irish War with Saddam
>
>Saddam Hussein was sitting in his office wondering whom to invade next,
>when his telephone rang.
>
>"Hallo, Mr. Hussein", a heavily accented voice said. "This is Paddy
>down at the Harp Pub in County Sligo, Ireland. I am ringing to inform
>you that we are officially declaring war on you"
>
>"Well Paddy," Saddam replied, " this is indeed important news. How big
>is your army?"
>
>"Right now," said Paddy, after a moment's calculation. "There's myself,
>my cousin Sean, my next door neighbor Seamus and the entire dart team
>from the pub. That makes eight."
>
>Saddam paused, "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have one million men in
>my army waiting to move on my command."
>
>"Begorra", said Paddy. "I'll have to ring you back."
>
>Sure enough the next day, Paddy called again. "Mr. Hussein, the war is
>still on. We have managed to acquire some infantry equipment."
>
>"And what equipment would that be, Paddy?" Saddam asked.
>
>"Well, we have two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm-tractor"
>said Paddy.
>
>Saddam sighed. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 16,000 tanks and
>14,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to 1
>1/2 million since we last spoke."
>
>"Saints preserve us" said Paddy. "I'll have to get back to you."
>
>Sure enough, Paddy rang again the next day. "Mr. Hussein, the war is
>still on. We have managed to get ourselves airborne. We've modified
>Harrigan's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and
>four boys from the Shamrock Pub have joined us as well."
>
>Saddam went silent for a moment and then cleared his throat. "I must
>tell you Paddy, that I have 1,000 bombers and 2,000 fighter planes. My
>military complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile
>sites. And since we last spoke I've increased my army to TWO MILLION"
>
>"Jesus, Mary and Joseph" said Paddy. "I'll have to ring you back."
>
>Sure enough, Paddy called again the next day. "Top o' the mornin', Mr.
>Hussein. I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war."
>
>"I'm sorry to hear that" said Saddam. "Why the sudden change of heart?"
>
>"Well" said Paddy, "we've all had a long chat over a bunch of pints and
>decided that there's no fookin way we can feed two million prisoners."

Hap, feelin the Irish in Everboost, Maguire