Decided not to go out tonight, which is a bit of a major shocker given my insatiable drinking habits. While I'm incredibly proud to be Irish (albeit, with a slightly cockney accent), I just don't want to go out and dodge the feckwits in jester hats, or pretend I like Guinness, and listen to idiots talk about how they're "really up for the crack [sic]". Craic ffs!
Instead, I'm going to go home, pour a large glass of Jameson's and be grateful that I'm dodging all of London's idiot city winkers on St Patrick's day.
Ciall agus neart, brothers.
Instead, I'm going to go home, pour a large glass of Jameson's and be grateful that I'm dodging all of London's idiot city winkers on St Patrick's day.
Ciall agus neart, brothers.
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