GSM 01.05 Indecent Proposal; Kiss me, I’m Irish
If you don’t get the joke, I’m not going to explain it to you. If you do get it, I apologize for offending your delicate sensibilities. Either way, it’s enough that Claire the Waitress gets it and is fairly creeped out.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day
So what I want to do is head over to my favorite local Irish Pub, Castletown Geoghegan, and toss back a couple pints of Guinness, but I seem to have developed some sort of allergy to the stuff. It’s pretty tragic, actually. I can’t even drink one pint of Guinness anymore w/o getting sick a couple hours later. This saddens me to a great degree. I’m guessing what I’ll end up doing instead is hanging out at home, trying to catch leprechauns. That’ll be good, too, and if we get a pot of gold out of the deal, maybe I can afford to fix my little Guinness problem.
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So is it like your ice tea problem? Sorry dude.
The fact that I don’t even like iced tea makes that issue not really much of a problem. But with the Guinness? No, it makes me puke, even after only a small amount–a tragedy made more painful by the delicious taste of Dublin’s fine, dark stout.
So, it is probably best that I do not check your Website during the pledg 1st hour of the day. Very well done today. And don’t worry, I’ll drink enough Guinness for both you and I. That’s right, all 2 pints. One for you, one for me, and one for you…followed by one for me.
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Thanks, man. Just keep downing them ’til I pass out. But, you know, drink responsibly.