The scary part of this is that it’s Ireland delivering the message. Ireland never cares! Ireland just wants to party, she doesn’t get all serious. She doesn’t care who you date, as long as they buy a round.
Also …
Fookin’ Jarmenny!
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The scary part of this is that it’s Ireland delivering the message.
The scary part of this is that it’s Ireland delivering the message. Ireland never cares! Ireland just wants to party, she doesn’t get all serious. She doesn’t care who you date, as long as they buy a round.
Also …
Fookin’ Jarmenny!
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want a pint?
Yes. Of Jameson’s.
arrrr now yer talkin (and it be nowhere near Sept 19th)
I should pick up a bottle of Jack Daniel’s Single-Barrel Barrel-Proof (it’s 130 proof) and trot across the briny. It’s great stuff, and with enough of it, Missus O may find us tolerable. ;)
That would be funny.