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As St Patrick's Day approaches let us remember the many feats and holy deeds that the man performed... most of which are only known about here in the good old United States. Recall how he turned 1 keg of good beer into 120 kegs of crappy green beer so all the faithful could get sloshed. Remember how he provided Bowlers to the hatless and Giant Green Afros to the Bald. How could we forget how he took up the feminist cause by coining the phrase "Erin Go Braless"? Those of us who have celebrated his holy feast in Savannah, GA, will will remember how he exorcised the Demon-Shirts of Eire off of the poor lasses by shaking a handful of green plastic beads at the girls. Remember how his assistant, Brother Bennigan, fed the hungry with authentic Celtic cuisine such as 3 cheese quesadillas, buffalo wings (from the great flying bovoids of County Mayo), and Gaelic Gaspacho. One of his most remembered miracles can still be seen today.... The Curse of the Lost Ancestor. Roman invaders attempted to stop the Feast of Patrick, and good old Pat put a curse on them. Each year on this on the Feast of St Patrick, these Romans and all of their descendants suddenly remember that their Grandfather was 1/4 Irish. The first part of the curse subsides around 6am the next day... that is when the yakking begins. Oh the blessed hurling! Ahhh but let us remember that St Paddy's Day is not just about drinking! It is also about fighting! Apparently St Patrick was a Black Belt and a Golden Cestus Champion. He went about exorcising demons from those possessed by "evil (wines and) spirits" through the use of crotch shots, head butts and ear biting. Some of us have been lucky enough to have undergone an Irish-style exorcism at the hands of Irish fraternity lads, and I must say it was quite a treat! Well thats enough for now! Happy St Patrick's Day! Oh, remember to eat your Corned Beef and Cabbage or you will burn in HELL!
Current Mood: amused Current Music: Britney Spears - Toxic (Lenny B remix)
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Dear Seattle, I have stolen one dotgirl and one, errr, Mr. dotgirl. They are alive and well, I assure you, but in order to ensure their safe return I demand three slinkies (two plastic, one metal), a half-dozen Krispy Kremes, and a day pass to Disney World. You may package these in small denominations and leave them in the phone booth at the 7-11 down the street. Do not attempt to intercept my messenger, or else I'll just stuff Mr and Mrs dotgirl even more full of sushi. I will return them in a day's time after successfully receiving the ransom. Any questions, call the main 800 number. Thank you, Evil Hedda
Current Mood: silly
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