Ty and Aaron really break it down this week. They rant and rave about all the things that make the month of March better than the rest. Remember green beer vomit? They do. They’ve got picks on next year’s Oscar show, the NCAA men’s basketball tournament and all things Ides. They hope you enjoy all that they have to offer. Check out our pub crawl: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=394082939413&ref=mf Join us if you can and if you can’t. We love you.
What do you call an Irish guy that stays out all night? Patty O’Furniture.
St. Patrick’s Day is quickly approaching. It’s one of those holidays that has special meaning for me and my wife. You see, it’s the “day of her people.” Part of her is Irish…her liver, I think. As a loving and supportive husband, it is my duty, neigh, my privilege to celebrate her heritage with eagerness and joy. Many great St. Patty’s Day parties and memories have been shared and forgotten.
There was the Great Green Gathering of ought seven. The neighbors called the cops because of all the car bombs. Plus, we had a dance party in the apartment until three in the mornin’.
And then there was the Green Machine. Enter Tyler “the Hate/Fuck” Davis, the proud owner of a 2004 green Buick. He parked it right on the bathroom wall and toilet seat of our college apartment. We had the Irish-Korean, Jon O’Leezy, to thank for that incident. He thought it’d be cute to serve Ty warm green beer ’til three in the mornin’. It was a grand old time.
This year is going to live up to the hype. We’re going out, Irish style! (That means without potatoes).
For anyone who’s interested…this is a pre-invitation invitation for a St. Patrick’s Day Pub Crawl.
We’re doing a good old fashioned pub crawl around Lakewood, CO on Wednesday, March 17th. JDubs and I are going to call it Irish Golf or something cute and nonsensical like that. You gotta dress up. We’re going to hit up some local dives that are within walking distance from our old potato factory (that’s Irish-speak for ‘house’). If you’d like to participate, send me a comment or an email or a text or letter via Pony Express or just call. And, as always, if you’d like to hang out but don’t want to get caught up in some drinking and driving malarkey, you can always stay at our place for the night/weekend (standard rates apply)…did someone say dance party? Let’s get “jiggy”.


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