One of the less depressing versions of that song.
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.