St. Paddy's day

Symbolised as a day to get drunk and sings songs about killing the English, this year limerick (Ireland's third largest city) was crashed by seven family members waving pumps, latex, paints and promising to make everyone look festive, or stupid. After a parade of Irish army guys and a Massachusetts police squadron trying to be cultural and get back to their roots, we hit the pubs to witnesses to the drunks and harlots ( and sell them latex of course). At 8:00 when people couldn't stand anymore and our shamrocks started looking like green balloons, we called it a day and retired to the blessed comfort of beer and vinegar soaked chips.

Sarah's face was blotted out so I wouldn't be continually accused of posting bad pictures and our friendship would remain alive and vibrant

some very sweet, very blonde girls who insisted on having pink shamrocks

what happens when you mix Guinness and baileys

that desperate look you get whist waiting for your junk food

Satisfaction!

celebrate good times. February 18th

Yet again I have put off blogging till 3 weeks later and I hear complaints rumbling about how I never update ect ect. Due to technical difficulties (i.e. a longstanding selfishness on the part of the people who downloaded the photos first), I was unable to post for a considerable sum of time , but finally here we are! So after 3 days of spiritual feasting we did the hygienically suicidal and had over 50 people at our little home. How the inspiration went don't ask me as my contribution was 4hrs in the kitchen to produce enough potato salad ( don't ask me how we manage to commit that sin ) to feed the hungry masses. After saying goodbye to our 50 guest and cleaning up a mess that looked like the result of world war 3, its was time to have our own little 50's party and talent night.

Please don't ask .

If you take my burger I'll make mince meat outta you!

junk food makes you happy

That was not some strange fertility dance, but a game.

and our boy band debut to "baby when you move to me ",

complete with socks as so our manhoods bulged just that little bit extra.