It's 5:30. After having several glasses of Guinness and a large glass of Jameson (and no real food to speak of today), I feel fantastic. I love being Irish.
Fuck the limies. And the Protestants.
Fuck the limies. And the Protestants.
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charlatan:
Nice to see you last night, man. Hope to see more fo you now that everything has blown over. 
runk:
Yo, I'm back. Taste the happy.
