Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for June 09, 2023

Mr. Johnson-Hill has learned that a fool and his money are soon parted.

A small Dublin-based company is rolling in the dough thanks to their success in selling Irish dirt to the American market.

Auld Sod Exporting Company began with the ambition of selling modest numbers to nostalgic Americans, but success has come their way much quicker than expected.

Tipperary man Pat Burke told the Irish Independent he conceived the idea five years ago when attending a funeral where the family wanted to scatter Irish soil on the coffin. He quickly realised there was great potential in selling Irish soil for such occasions.

The soil quickly came to be in demand and after overcoming obstacles at the US Department of Agriculture, they are now the only company legally allowed to export Irish soil to the States.

A pound of soil costs $15 dollars and so far the company has exported tens of thousands to North America.

It’s a dirty job, but someone has got to do it.

So let me get this straight. Mr. Mercury dreamed about killing a man, being a champion, a bicycle race, a crazy little thing called love, and another one biting the dust?

Yeah Monty did my friend’s tattoo of inspiration: “A Wet Bird Don’t Fly At Night.” It changes his life and stuff. ~ Bill Smith, just kidding it was stupid so he covered it with nose cozy

May the adored be with you as they are with brie, and gesundheit.

how did Freddy work the peddles?

Somewhere in NYC, someone is copying that Beijing idea right now.

Not being a fan of Queen (ever since my early teens I have preferred classical music) I didn’t know Mr. Mercury was a keyboard player.

It just proves that the Chinese tourism copies the American business structure. Back in the mid 1960’s souvenir shops in Hollywood, CA used to sell sealed bottles of “certified Los Angeles Smog” [basically a tinted glass bottle with a silk-screened image of the famous Hollywood sign and a few grains of dirt “residue” in the bottom]

So – anyone can look like Post Malone if they like?

Shortly after the Pet Rock became popular, I saw for sale “Philadelphia Bottled Air”.

I remember this one sailor who would bet any person he met that he had "my name tattooed on your a​ss ". Even if no one bought it, he’s pull his pants down slightly to show the words: “My name” tattooed on the upper part of his cheek.

I remember this one sailor who would make a claim to anyone he met that he had "my name tattooed on your a​​ss ". Even if no one bought it, he’s pull his pants down slightly to show the words: “My name” tattooed on the upper part of his cheek.

Those cans that Dominic was selling sounded like those in Space Balls called Perri-Air.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nXNOyknNwlQ

What does one do with a can of polluted air? Open it up in your house when you get home?