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Nice flicks.

 

 

 

I'm NOT wearing green ladies.

Kiss me I'm Mexican.....I mean Irish.

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i remember in elementary school theyd always be sayin 'why arent you wearing green??!?!?'...because i dont fucking want to!!

 

fuck st. patricks day, in the ass none-the-less.

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i have a head cold, i cant sleep its 206 am, and im drinking whisky and coke, i had no idea it was st patties day until now, thanks for reminding me of the drunken irishman i really am.

 

Kiss me im Irish!

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Originally posted by T.T Boy

i have a head cold, i cant sleep its 206 am, and im drinking whisky and coke, i had no idea it was st patties day until now, thanks for reminding me of the drunken irishman i really am.

 

Kiss me im Irish!

 

 

careful buddy! thats how rapes happen...:D

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Originally posted by ink Lunatic

 

 

careful buddy! thats how rapes happen...

 

*sigh* tell me about it

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the only good thing about st. patricks day, is that i have only 12 hours untill i turn 21

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aye..me irish side is loving today...more drinking is in the books for tonight..its lovley weather to..sunny then rainny just like at home in ireland..i wish i was back home....for all those that try to pinch me u can kiss my arse!!

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come back later and I'll be singing rebel songs

 

There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me

And a couple of two or three went on the spree one day

We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew

And the beer and whiskey flew and we all felt gay

We visited McCann's, Maclaman's, Humpty Dan's

We then went into Swan's, our stomachs for to pack

We ordered out a feed, which indeed, we did need

And we finished it with speed, but we still felt slack

 

 

Johnny McEldoo turned red, white and blue

As a plate of irish stew he soon put out of sight

He shouted out "Encore!" with a roar for some more

That he'd never felt before such a keen appetite

We ordered eggs and ham, bread and jam, what a cram

But him, we couldn't ram, though we tried our level best

For everthing we brought, cold or hot, mattered not

It went down him like a shot and he still stood the test

 

 

He swallowed tripe and lard by the yard, we got scarred

We thought it would go hard when the waiter brought the bill

We told him to give o'er, but he swore he could lower

Twice as much again and more before he had his fill

He nearly supped a trough full of broth says McGragh

"He'll devour the tablecloth if you don't hold him in"

When the waiter brought the charge, McEldoo felt so large

He began to shout and barge and his blood went on fire

 

 

He began to curse and swear, tear his hair in despair

To finish the affair, called the shop man a liar

The shop man, he through out and no doubt, he did clout

McEldoo he kicked about like an old football

Tattered all his clothes, broke his nose, I suppose

He would have killed him with a few blows in no time at all

Mceldoo began to howl and to growl, by my soul

Through an empty bowl at the shop keepers head

It struck poor Mickey Flynn, took the skin from his chin

An eruction did begin and we all fought and bled

The peelers did arrive, man alive, four or five

At us they made a dive for us all to march away

We paid for all the mate that we ate, stood a trait

And went home to ruminate on the spree that day

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Erin Go Bragh!

 

with only 9 replies to this thread, I'm afraid there are no TRUE patriots on 12oz

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im goin to my boys house, where most of the kids over their are irish an they have a half gallon of whiskey :D

 

ill drink a few for you. good thing im irish or else i wouldnt be able to make it to work tomorrow after what im gonna do to myself tonight :)

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Originally posted by ink Lunatic

 

 

careful buddy! thats how rapes happen...:D

 

thats what im hoping for......

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Guest SayOne
Originally posted by fr8burner

its st. patricks day????????????????? damn no one bothers to tell me about this......

 

me too i didnt even know till now

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Originally posted by soop01

theres only one real irishman on these boards and thats me born and bred and me name is shane,,,,

 

well Shane, I'd be obliged to kick your ass... rhetoric rhetoric rhetoric

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I'm part Irish...but not enough I guess. I had ravioli, sausages and garlic bread for dinner, so I guess I'm some kind of heretic. (I like the whole corned beef and cabbage thing, we just didn't have any.)

I don't drink anymore either.

And the Pogues make me depressed.

I'll get off this thread now.

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Nah Cracked, you're welcome here because we need someone to drive, and I don't much like the Pouges either...

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