So, this morning I’m drinking my brunch in an Irish bar waiting for the rest of the family to finish up going to church…
IT WAS A GLORIOUS MOMENT OF PURE, CRYSTALLINE AWESOME, ACTUALLY. THANKS FOR ASKING.
…anyway, so this comes up on the jukebox.
And I think to myself, Yup. That tears it. Next time, go with the Ploughman’s Platter.
Well, that and Dammit, this bar needs Wi-fi so that I can watch that Lawrence Welk thing.