i can't seem to stop thinking about a nice warm slice of guinness chocolate cake with a tall glasss of guinness to wash it down with...i think i hear the claddagh irish pub calling my name...

happy sat patty's day y'all


May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be ever at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rain fall softly on your fields
And until we meet again, May God hold
you in the hollow of his hand

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