Sorry brothers. My Patricks day just ended about 16 hours ago.
The beer, Gents.... the beer. Im beginning to reconsider... no, wait, actually throw me on a pint.
But yes. apologies for my absence, I was propping up a bar, a ditch, my house, and later galway. Most recently propping up my bed. Had two showers and still sweating beer, can't move without hearing beer cans clanking.... Head fuzzy. vaguely remembering something about a rugby match.... Cant reach the solpadeine with my tongue, now the only fully working body part.
Somebody goddamn serve me some booze!!!!