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The difference between Marin Luther King Day and St. Patrick’s Day. On St. Patty’s Day everyone wishes they were Irish.
Problem with St. Patty’s Day is it’s smack dab in the middle of Lent. The worst is when it’s on Friday. I’m not eating corned beef and cabbage on a Friday in Lent, I don’t care what some fag bishop says. I’m not taking any chances.
On a serious note, I haven’t been in Ireland since college but it sounds like it’s been totally fucked up by the general decline of the West. They’ve legalized abortion and probably gay marriage by now. Once this antipope is gone and the real, chickenshit (German) pope has been dispatched to his reward, if we haven’t had the apocalypse yet, they should get a pope from Uganda where people can endure sound doctrine.
I went to Dublin one year for St Patrick’s Day. St. Patty’s Day Eve, we had a really awesome time partying. Nothing is opened on the actual holiday. I think that is how holidays should be, but it caught us off guard.
In Ireland it’s a sacred day where people get dressed in their finest and go to church. They find the American version baffling.
Woke up and made Irish Coffees…..then had seconds when they were done. Let the binging begin!!!!!
She is wearing green, but I still want to pinch her.
Pinch????
The beautiful Maureen O’Hara. I stunning Irish redhead.
I once saw an Irishman in a bar who was so drunk he walked to the bathroom and won a dance contest!
Two men were sitting next to each other at Murphy’s Pub in London. After a while, one bloke looks at the other and says, “I can’t help but think, from listening to you, that you’re from Ireland.”
The other bloke responds proudly, “Yes, that I am!”
The first one says, “So am I! And where about from Ireland might you be?”
The other bloke answers, “I’m from Dublin , I am.”
The first one responds, “So am I!”
“Mother Mary and begora. And what street did you live on in Dublin?”
The other bloke says, “A lovely little area it was. I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town.”
The first one says, “Faith and it’s a small world. So did I! So did I! And to what school would you have been going?”
The other bloke answers, “Well now, I went to St. Mary’s, of course.” The first one gets really excited and says, “And so did I. Tell me, what year did you graduate?”
The other bloke answers, “Well, now, let’s see. I graduated in 1964.”
The first one exclaims, “The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us! I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same place tonight. Can you believe it, I graduated from St. Mary’s in 1964 my own self!”
About this time, Vicky walks up to the bar, sits down and orders a drink.
Brian, the barman, walks over to Vicky, shaking his head and mutters, “It’s going to be a long night tonight.”
Vicky asks, “Why do you say that, Brian?”
“The Murphy twins are drunk again.”
A wee late to the party but:
I forgot to wear green on St. Patrick’s Day and a lady questioned me about it. So, I told her, it’s ok, my underwear is turning green.
I don’t know why she threw up.