so i'm bored and wasting some time so i figured hey, why not go write on the internet. at the time it sounded like a good idea, and now i'm at a loss. hmmmm, still waiting a week and a half to find out if i change careers or not. not that i'm counting or anything. and saint patty's day is coming up on thursday, SCORE!!!. it is by far the third greatest day of the year following halloween and guy fawkes day.(i think i spelled that right). playing a show on st. patty's with the celtic drunkabilly band, then bars, oh yes, bars. fuck green beer, fuck minty shooters, give me guiness 22 oz. and shots of jameson or i'm leaving. i'll probly cheat and have some jagermeister too but whatever. then vomit, spin, and pass out where ever i land. i cant wait. this is my first st. patty's day being without a kitten in 3 years, (satan didnt like me drinking with my friends while we were together). i must say i couldn't be happier.
well so much for being at a loss for words huh? i say that and then spew out the longest most pointless entry i've ever written. HA
well i hope everyone is well, have a good holiday, laters
quotes: you're not drunk till you have to hold onto the grass to keep from falling off the earth. DA
when the beer goes in, the truth comes out. unknown irish
The Irish do not want anyone to wish them well; they want everyone to wish their enemies ill.
Harold Nicolson
and finally a toast for you all:
May those who love us love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limping.
bones says its snowing, lemme in dickweed!!
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well so much for being at a loss for words huh? i say that and then spew out the longest most pointless entry i've ever written. HA
well i hope everyone is well, have a good holiday, laters
quotes: you're not drunk till you have to hold onto the grass to keep from falling off the earth. DA
when the beer goes in, the truth comes out. unknown irish
The Irish do not want anyone to wish them well; they want everyone to wish their enemies ill.
Harold Nicolson
and finally a toast for you all:
May those who love us love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limping.
bones says its snowing, lemme in dickweed!!
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wugglyump:
i felt if i smiled anymore my face would crack.
brian666:
were is this show i'm a irishman and love green beer give me a shout