st pattys day... (mcjain)
Not this has any relevance to st pattys day other than the drunken irishmen, but I have a great memory from almost 8 years ago. When I was in London, my bestfriend and I met an Irish Rugby team in our Hotel lobby. These were the jolliest guys I've met, not because they were hammered, but because they took us in like we were long-lost brothers. So these guys taught us theyre drinking songs, an irish jig and some rugby stuff. We showed them American football and they thought we were wussies... Either way aa grand ole time.
So thats what St. Pattys is supposed to be all about for me. Drinking green beer, pounding Irish Carbombs, talking like a leperchaun and being jolly. To my chagrin, my college friends take it as go get shitfaced and and throwdown in a parking lot like its a riot at football match... Not my kind of fun. So I'll save the fun for next Cinco de Mayo.
We're not like Chicago or these older cities that throw parades for St. Patrick. Nobody does Cinco de Mayo like Southern California; NYE x 2 with sombreros and tamales.
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