It's Saint Patrick's Day -- you know what THAT means!?!?

Time to bogart an ethnicity for a night, drink away the night with the sweet, smooth taste of Irish whiskey, "celebrate" this draconian religious holiday... all the while harkening to the ideal of how life would be so much better if we were amongst the green pastures...the hard drinkin'... hard workin class people of the earth. Real people. That the vibe you glean from their "salt of the earth" attitude, will keep you grounded. Will make you remember what is really important. Will keep things in perspective for you.

Fuck real life and real responsibility. Dream about dying from alcohol poisoning on the south Atlantic shore of the Emerald Isle. Sláinte! How quaint and romantic. Oh wait... no. That's just fucking pathetic.
.
.
.
.
.

...YES I'm still waiting for my bottle of Jameson...