Thirst is a shameless disease so here's to a shameful cure.
Before you call for one for the road be sure you know the road.
Morning is the time to pity the sober. The way they're feeling then is the best they're going to feel all day.
The devil invented Scotch whiskey to make the Irish poor.
It's the first drop that destroys you; there's no harm at all in the last.
He'd step over ten naked women to get at a pint.
Drink is the curse of the land. It makes you fight with your neighbor. It makes you shoot at your landlord-and it makes you miss him.
18 miles, Corned Beef and Cabbage, and Guinness until sleep. Peace Love Rugby.
Happy Saint Patrick's Day!
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