Happy St "Something-Its-a-good-excuse-to-drink-but-nothing-to-do-with-ND" Day POSBANG

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xtramelanin

March 17th, 2015 at 9:46 AM ^

There once was a man named mckeever,

who made love to a beaver.

the result of that muck

was a canvas back duck,

two canoes and a golden retriever!

(now sing, 'oh aye, aye, aye, your mother swims after troops ships, so lets have another verse thats worse than the first, and waltz me around by my....' )

xtramelanin

March 17th, 2015 at 10:49 AM ^

while making love to his wife on the stair,

the bannister broke

so he quickened his stroke,

and he finished the deed in mid-air

 

Oh, aye, aye, yi-yi, your brother eats bat guano off stop signs,

so lets have another verse that's worse than the other verse and waltz me around by my........

mtlcarcajou

March 17th, 2015 at 10:11 AM ^

Best big event of the year for us of Irish descent. Well, the parade is anyways. We have a great one here in Montreal, one of the oldest in North America and gets about 500,000 spectators. 

I'll be wearing kelly green, a lovely colour - except during football season, when it gets banished. UM shirt underneath of course.

ND fans are what I really think of as poseur Irish. Even the Irish ones. To hell with them.

The Mad Hatter

March 17th, 2015 at 10:48 AM ^

Not Irish, but close enough.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fnlqTOsR0RA

Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar on evening fair
And one could tell by how we walked that he drunk more than his share
He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street

About that time two young and lovely girls just happend by
And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt

They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
And there behold, for them to see, beneath his Scottish skirt
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth

They marveled for a moment, then one said we must be gone
Let's leave a present for our friend, before we move along
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow
Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show

Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards a tree
Behind a bush, he lift his kilt and gawks at what he sees
And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes.
O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize

BlueMan80

March 17th, 2015 at 11:01 AM ^

Saw the sun rise on March 17 in Sydney and again in Los Angeles on my way home to Chicago. Longest St. Patrick's Day ever. No green beer at LAX, so I need a posbang!

sadeto

March 17th, 2015 at 4:39 PM ^

If you can find this ... 

it is very fine, much stronger than its cousin and with a more pronounced roasted malt flavor. And rumored that Guinness still uses the traditional method of retaining old wort for new batches, unlike the draught. Raising one to the mgoblog community now.