Sunday, 17 March 2013

Why Irish Bastards Drink*

You would love Ireland. We have two seasons. In Winter the rain is cold. In Summer the rain is warm.
We see funny round things in the sky occasionally. People say they are the Sun and the Moon, but we never see enough of either to be sure :-) 
turning up the heating
Instead of just getting drunk and having a good time we should pause and contemplate that there is a greater need to reflect on the deep irony of celebrating driving the snakes from Ireland when it is once again infested with a den of vipers. Behold;

The four-leaf clover is an uncommon variation of the common, three-leaved clover. According to tradition, such leaves bring good luck to their finders, especially if found accidentally. Wickedpedia
This is of course LIES! A four leaf shamrock brings a curse especially if you find two together and pick up a penny.  He who finds such dark tokens will be visited thrice by shitty misfortune.

* welcome new readers and know this; we are proud to be Bastards it is a good thing. To be french is not which is why we must invade Normandy again. I am considering launching the offensive under the cover of eurovision.

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