An Irish Curse and a Blessing

An old Irish curse goes: May the devil make a ladder of your backbones while picking apples in the garden of hell. If you’d rather offer someone a friendlier wish, try May angels bless your sleep with the smell of apple pies. This is part of a complete episode.
Transcript of “An Irish Curse and a Blessing”

Grant, I think you’ll appreciate this wonderful Irish curse that’s pretty elaborate.

It goes, may the devil make a ladder of your backbones while picking apples in the garden of hell.

Whoa, whoa.

I think we’re too positive for that, Martha.

How dare you invoke that in these hallowed halls.

Oh, maybe I can think of a cartoon version, you know, cute little devil.

Do we have a positive one to counteract that?

May the angels bless you sleep with the smell of apple pies.

How about that?

I love it, yes.

That’s much more positive.

Thank you.

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