There Can Be Only One…Make That Three
St. Patty’s Day is upon us and livers are aquiver in anticipation. If you just can’t wait ‘til the weekend to gratify and disorient yourself simultaneously, here’s a beautiful rendition of When Irish Eyes Are Smiling that will make your ears smile and your eyes scream.
It’s also a pretty accurate visual metaphor of how a typical St. Patty’s Day usually goes down: A swell of pride, followed by something small going amiss, followed by that small thing spiraling into something much worse, followed by forgetting which orifice does what.
Slàinte! Be safe.