Jennie Stavros (
xp_roulette) wrote2017-03-17 05:59 pm
The Time is Nigh
Ah, St. Patrick's Day, a day that is only more loathed than Santacon, when Broadway will become a rippling sea of puke and green plastic beads.
I shall be holed up in my favorite Irish pub, surrounded by expats, wishing drunken passer-bys words that the Irish speak upon this most sacred of Holidays, a wish expressed by them to the rest of the world:
ithe go leor de na leanaí!
Now take these words and speak them, and tell them Auntie Jennie sent you.
Sláinte!
I shall be holed up in my favorite Irish pub, surrounded by expats, wishing drunken passer-bys words that the Irish speak upon this most sacred of Holidays, a wish expressed by them to the rest of the world:
ithe go leor de na leanaí!
Now take these words and speak them, and tell them Auntie Jennie sent you.
Sláinte!
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shush now dont ruinit.
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