CB's St. Patrick's Day ?OTD
Mar. 17th, 2006 07:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabensonFirst, a little Irish Blessing to start off your day: May the wind at your back always be your own. And if you are drinking draft beer today, that shouldn't be a problem ;)
What was youe best/worst/or most interesting experience celebrating St. Patick's Day?
My answer: About ten years ago I went out with a friend and we drowned our sorrows over our most recent dating accidents with multiple pitchers of green beer. My pal left and I went to sit at the bar where green beer after green beer began appearing in front of me. I looked down at the other end of the bar to find this chick smiling at me. Oh dear! CB had never had anyone buy her drinks before. And definitely not a girl who resembled a life-size version of a troll doll-complete with green hair standing on end. (yes, I AM shallow) I told the gal thanks for the beers, but no thanks for anything else and we proceeded to get blitzed while scoping chicks. I went home (smart gals take CABS when they go a'drinking) with all of my money, a box of pizza and four phone numbers :) Woke up the next morning sicker than death and proceeded to puke...on Blue, my beloved cat. Haven't had a green beer since, but I plan to have at least one today. Problem is, I HATE BEER!
What was youe best/worst/or most interesting experience celebrating St. Patick's Day?
My answer: About ten years ago I went out with a friend and we drowned our sorrows over our most recent dating accidents with multiple pitchers of green beer. My pal left and I went to sit at the bar where green beer after green beer began appearing in front of me. I looked down at the other end of the bar to find this chick smiling at me. Oh dear! CB had never had anyone buy her drinks before. And definitely not a girl who resembled a life-size version of a troll doll-complete with green hair standing on end. (yes, I AM shallow) I told the gal thanks for the beers, but no thanks for anything else and we proceeded to get blitzed while scoping chicks. I went home (smart gals take CABS when they go a'drinking) with all of my money, a box of pizza and four phone numbers :) Woke up the next morning sicker than death and proceeded to puke...on Blue, my beloved cat. Haven't had a green beer since, but I plan to have at least one today. Problem is, I HATE BEER!
