Liam: “How does the Irish Santa look different from ours?”
Me: (mumbling) “He’s carrying a beer, and he’s drunk.”
Liam: “What?”
Me: “He’s wearing green instead of red.”
Liam: “How does the Irish Santa look different from ours?”
Me: (mumbling) “He’s carrying a beer, and he’s drunk.”
Liam: “What?”
Me: “He’s wearing green instead of red.”
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
I shudder to think what he leaves in stockings! What do you leave him instead of milk and cookies – as if I didn’t know.
Airplane bottles and aspirin. 🙂
Are 12 enough? 🙂 –Curt
I think they added three more, just for special cases.
Really, really hard corps…
He sounds like an okay bloke. Send him over here would ya.
He’s on his way now. He’s a little late on Christmas, what with the hangover.
Seriously, what a wanker. But I’d drink with him.
I’ve sent him to your house specially. PS…you’re getting pretzels for Christmas.
If it wasn’t for the drink we’d rule the world!
So true. It’s the only thing stopping us.