That's what our little fella woke up saying in the middle of the night the other night. It means "where is my other leg?" for the non irish speakers out there.
We have lots of colorful conversations nowadays - he wanted to go to the shop the other night, and listed out all the things he'd like to get, and when we asked where he'd get the money, he said he'd get some money in the shop too... now that I've written it down it doesn't sound altogether that hilarious anymore - you had to be there, or maybe you had to be in my head.
Another thing that isn't vaguely hilarious perhaps is the following, but again it was mildly amusing inside my own head... I attended a course today called "How to cure a pig" - a half pig was brought out at the start, but to be honest they didn't cure him at all - if anything he just kept getting deader and deader looking...
My head is a drunken audience
