There is beer at the end of the rainbow!
Screw the pot of gold, I see a rainbow and it’s leading me to Guinness beer!
In heaven there is no beer that’s why we drink it here.
Wait a minute….. there’s no beer in heaven? Says who? I’m calling shenanigans.
Say Hello To My Little Friend
Look at that cute little guy. So small and friendly and happy. Well until he gets drunk.
You know, that day in March when it gets nice and you think it’s spring.
It happens every year, and every year we fall for it. It gets really nice for a day or to, maybe even a week, and we think it is spring. But then we fall right back into winter. Damn you mother nature!
Possum & O’Possum
How can you tell an american opossum from an irish one? By the O of course. via burrellosubmarinemovies
PSA: Never hold a lightsaber by the blade.
If you hold a lightsaber by the blade, it may just slice your fingers off. Ouch. Plus you’ll drop your lightsaber. via Kenny Durkin
I love big jugs.
Filled with beer that is. Especially on St. Patrick’s day; or any day. Lets face it, I love beer.
Have you seen this lost dog?
His name is Vince. He’s kind of a grayish brown color. Loves to roll over and likes opening gateways to other dimensions. If you see him, who you gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS!
Red Hair. Don’t Care.
How do you criticize a redhead? You don’t. They’re all confidence. Add in St. Patrick’s Day and some beer and you’ve got no chance. Be nice, and don’t make them mad. Those leprechaun’s will hurt you if you cross them.
And then you realize, there’s always a way to solve problems without violence.
Sometimes, it just takes a different perspective to realize that violence isn’t the answer. Like when a mosquito lands on your testicles. Are you going to hit it? Probably not. Oh, and what happened to your pants!