Overheard at our dinner table, earlier this week:
My Girlfriend: Try this, it's great. I think every culture has their own version of sweet and sour sauce.
Me: (Pointing to myself) Not the Irish.
MGF: Yeah, well, you people boil everything.
Me: See, that's why I love you. A crueler person would have gone with this: "I said cultures, dumbass. You shivering, pale, island-dwelling leprechauns don't count. Now give me your pot of gold."