This is a public service announcement:
Jameson Irish Whiskey is the devil, and just as deceitful.
Also there's nothing quite like seeing plumbers and construction workers and all sorts of contractors jumping up and dancing like hippies to Rusted Root's "Ecstacy" in a dead man's garage.
Sometimes I think happiness could be sustained forever merely by appreciating all the odd little ironies in life.
Jameson Irish Whiskey is the devil, and just as deceitful.
Also there's nothing quite like seeing plumbers and construction workers and all sorts of contractors jumping up and dancing like hippies to Rusted Root's "Ecstacy" in a dead man's garage.
Sometimes I think happiness could be sustained forever merely by appreciating all the odd little ironies in life.
That does sound like an odd sight.