Obviously, I made it to work. I really should be pinching all these customers who are not wearing green. I’m not even the least bit Irish and look at me! And no, I’m not drunk. I really just like wearing tiny hats. I will, however, be enjoying a frosty pint of Guinness when I get home tonight.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven
half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead.