[singlepic id=1 w=600 h= float=center]
I look for any excuse to cut out of work early and drink, so I’m out to have a Guiness or 18 to help Irish people celebrate the life of the British guy they captured and kept as a slave before he eventually escaped and joined the Catholic church. But like a Vietnam vet who hears a door slam really hard, I’m gonna be around a bunch of white people trying to get me drunk. So have fun, be safe, and don’t call me if you need bail money. And I know you will. Won’t you? Yep. My God, you’re such a disappointment.
Arm yourself with the best jokes for your large foreheaded frenemies.
