Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Happy St. Patrick's Day
It's time to get shit-your-pants drunk and lose your wallet in a bar. It's time to get in a fight with someone 3x your age and then strut and high-five your friends when you flatten the old man. It's time to frighten sober people, paint your hair like an asshole, and scream the lyrics to that one Dropkick Murphy's song you know. You have an excuse to start drinking at 10am today and piss your pants by noon, even though your mother's Jewish and your father's black. Eat corn beef, drink Guinness, punch your brother in the face, take shots of Jameson, wear a shamrock on your shirt, fall asleep on the train, and tomorrow, pretend it never happened. It's okay, not everyone gets to be Irish all-year-round, so we'll let you in on it for one day.