Well, I'm not Irish but I never pass up a chance for a good party. My girlfriend and I are going out to a local Irish pub which is having a St. Patty's day party including all sorts of games and the chance to win a trip to Ireland.
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St. Pat's day
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I have a fresh bottle of Jamieson's ready. I'm not sure when we'll start. I've arrainged for one of the actors I work with who doesn't drink because of blood thinners, to act as my driver tomorrow evening, so I can drink until I stop - like a good Irishman !Last edited by Uncle Sparky; March 17, 2005, 04:10.There's nothing wrong with the dream, my friend, the problem lies with the dreamer.
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Ah, "International Pretend to be Irish" day.
I shall be spending the next 16 hours LAN partying.
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Originally posted by Dr Strangelove
St. Patrick was British.
According to legend, Welsh.
Which in any case is neither here nor there: patron saints aren't, by and large, expected to have had citizenship of their countries, since England has St. George and Scotland St. Andrew, to name but two non-citizen patron saints.
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Originally posted by molly bloom
According to legend, Welsh.
I'm thinkin' maybe a bottle of Harp and a reuben sandwich would do nicely.Christianity: The belief that a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree...
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I'm going to celebrate by having a good laugh at all the drunken idiots wearing silly hats and fighting each other.Some cry `Allah O Akbar` in the street. And some carry Allah in their heart.
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Going out tonight for once.
Should be fun!Scouse Git (2) La Fayette Adam Smith Solomwi and Loinburger will not be forgotten.
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Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and most of the night celebrating Ireland's draw with Germany.
Mick, the bartender, says "You'll not be drinking anymore tonight,
Paddy"
Paddy replies "OK Mick, I'll be on my way then."
Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off. He falls flat on his
face.
"Shoite" he says and pulls himself up by the stool and dusts himself off.
He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on his face.
"Shoite, Shoite!"
He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if he can just get to the door and some fresh air he'll be fine.
He belly crawls to the door and shimmies up to the door frame.
He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath of fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the sidewalk.
He falls flat on his face.
"Bi'Jesus... I'm fockin' focked," he says.
He can see his house just a few doors down, and crawled to the door and shimmies up the door frame, opens the door and shimmies inside.
He takes a look up the stairs and says "No fockin' way".
He crawls up the stairs to his bedroom door and says "I can make it to the bed."
He takes a step into the room and falls flat on his face.
He says "Fock it" and falls into bed.
The next morning, his wife, Jess, comes into the room carrying a cup of coffee and says, "Get up Paddy. Did you have a bit to drink last night?"..
Paddy says, "I did Jess. I was fockin' p*ssed. But how'd you know?"
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