Feckin’ Sarpents!

Posted by mitzibel (Misty Nuckolls) on March 15, 2007 at 11:36 a.m. (Suggest removal)

Bastard. The monkey was almost asleep, before I started cackling.

Posted by billy (Billy Keefe) on March 15, 2007 at 3:26 p.m. (Suggest removal)

Nice!

Posted by kalcarloskals (anonymous) on March 16, 2007 at 4:50 a.m. (Suggest removal)

Happy St. Paddy's day to you Maggie! I'll miss you all down at the Pig, then I'll miss you at the Replay, and then probably back at the Pig. However, I do plan on getting down with the amazing large population of Irish here in Israel; there are probably at least two or three Irishmen in the country, and I'll do my best to find them.

Posted by MjA (MJ Allen) on March 16, 2007 at 9:25 a.m. (Suggest removal)

GK$! When you come home, we can watch Leprechaun together while slugging down a bottle of Powers. You needn't miss a thing; you know it's always St. Paddy's Day in me heart.

LOVE!

Posted by quinno (Patrick Quinn) on March 16, 2007 at 11:49 a.m. (Suggest removal)

Caide mille failte! Cool graphic!

But I must object to this shameless annual parody of my national heritage. If this continues, I'll be forced to take up a broadsword, paint my entire body blue, compose several epic poems--lilting, but w/ an undercurrent of bitter doom--and launch a hopeless attack against the British.

Following the hopeless attack, there will be a party at the BP.

Posted by MjA (MJ Allen) on March 16, 2007 at 1:12 p.m. (Suggest removal)

Poor, Quinno.

Would a Shamrock Shake make you feel better?
Thar magickly delishus!

Posted by frankdormat (Frank Dorsey) on March 16, 2007 at 2:11 p.m. (Suggest removal)

This reminds me of a conversation you and I had years ago (oh, this is Sarah, btw, not Frank- he's logged in and I can't remember my password):

Sarah: I am so over Samuel Jackson.
Maggie: I am so over being over Samuel Jackson.

Happy St. Pat's. I miss you and I'm terribly sad that I don't get to watch Leprechaun with you this year.

Posted by MjA (MJ Allen) on March 16, 2007 at 3:15 p.m. (Suggest removal)

Rah, next time we are together, be it in KS or NY (or GB), I say we have a Leprechaun/Gremlins marathon during which we will exchange xmas gifts containing Irish beer and whiskey.
We gotta make each visit count!

Tell New York to have a grand SPD for me!

Posted by crazyleaflady (anonymous) on March 17, 2007 at 10:58 a.m. (Suggest removal)

Hey, Patrick,
It's céad mile fáilte, by the way, and it means "a hundred thousand welcomes." I think you meant "go raibh mile maith agat" (i.e., thanks a bunch). And I think only the Picts and Mel Gibson as Braveheart painted themselves blue. The Celts, however, did enjoy beheading people, so you have that going for you. But of course you knew that.

Tough to know how to celebrate. Should I buy a sprig of shamrock and go to church like they do in the west of Ireland, or should I buy a green-and-white Dr Seuss hat, get ***-faced drunk, and shout slurs at gay people like they do in New York? Maybe I'll just buy a bottle of the new Irish Spring body wash and hope tiny German bar wenches with cheesy Oirish accents pop out of the top and giggle like they do in the commercial.

Lá fhéile Pádraig shona daoibh, everyone!

-THE IRISH PEDANT

Posted by godjilla (Jill Ensley) on March 17, 2007 at 12:05 p.m. (Suggest removal)

I was so waiting for that.

Posted by thetomdotdot (anonymous) on March 18, 2007 at 8:05 a.m. (Suggest removal)

Not only a national parody of our heritage, but also the faith of my fathers. I don't know why I haven't sued something. Hangover shite, most likely.

I got your leprechaun right here.