8:30 am
Ahhhh
Guinness I missed you. And even though Michael is not crazy about your unique taste thats ok because I love you… Besides that plastic ball floating inside you is much loved by the kitties.
I am not drinking Guinness at 8:30 in the morning. I did last night.
Liquid bread I love,
Guinness I must raise a toast,
To you, drink, drink, ahhhhh.
Move along, move along, just someone sitting here making a folded pen out of a Guinness can…
March 15th, 2006 at 10:12 pm
Signs of a dissipated youth and a liberal father. Raise a glass to Michael Collins. March 17th is approaching, but where is Route 66?
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