Well I just want to begin by saying, "I Shamrock Shenanigans."  No clue what it means but it sounded applicable and at the end of this post I have some Irish porn.  My St. Patty's Day wasn't as eventful as planned.  I woke up early, clothed myself in orange except for the green thong(kidding) and found my Dropkick Murphys and had my own parade.  I drove at a snail's pace up and down my block blaring this song:

It was so much fun to just waste gas like that and have the windows open and the old lady early morning walkers staring at me as I was shouting Happy St. Patrick's Day.
I went inside and ate my Lucky Charms and watched Sportscenter.  I zoned out and my dad calls and says that he is taking my aunt out for her birthday so I should come along.  We ate a traditional Irish meal at a Chinese Buffet.  Who knew that crab rangoons, spring rolls, and General Tsao's chicken was Irish fare. 
I got home and had another parade.  Then the drinking commenced.  I am getting old because I only had a beer or two and my neighbors didn't come over like I planned. 
I made some corned beef and cabbage and ate it with my parents and my mom made some colcannon.  I ate like a king today. 

Then I tried to drink some Tullamore Dew but that stuff has sat so long and aged that it just burns.  I am thinking I should switch to my Johnny Walker Green but first here's some Irish cheer...

Whiskey in the Jar although the Metallica version may rock your socks a bit more

The Irish Washerwoman or for those who served in the cavalry, Gary Owen. 

Tim Finnegan's Wake but Dropkick Murphys rock my socks

Seven Drunken Nights

Those are some songs but here are the posters but don't crucify me because some of these are a continuation of last week's:

Well I hope you got motivated and stuff...Johnny Walker...yum...but I think that Tullamore Dew is going to have me singing Whiskey You're the Devil tomorrow morning.

Time for Irish Porn:

So what were you expecting?