I was at a Saint Patrick’s Day party at a Catholic parish on a Friday night many years ago.
I ran into a buddy of mine who was a devout Catholic, he gave up booze for lent every year.
He was sitting at a table eating a corned beef sandwich drinking a green beer.
“Hey Paul, Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! You didn’t give up booze this year?”
He replied, “I did! I give it up every year Shep! Today is Saint Patrick’s day! Cardinal Bernardin gave dispensation this year since March 17th is on a Friday.”
“That was for meat Paul….”
“Oh No no no no! I read it in last Sunday’s Missalette… booze too!”
…And so goes the path of my religion as a Cafeteria Catholic!
I’ll practice dease during Advent!
I won’t practice dis.
Give me some of dat….
I don’t need any of dose.
I never do dat during lent!
Do what you gotta do! Drink green beer! It Does Not turn your piss green!
Kiss anyone that is wearing a button that says, “Kiss Me I’m Irish!”
Dance like you were an Irish dancer when you were a kid!
Enter a “Sing Danny Boy contest.”
Go see your Grandparents at the cemetery and pour “Tullamore D.E.W.” On their graves.
Go bring happiness to everyone you see even the drunk assclowns that keep butchering “Whiskey in a jar.”
May the sun shine warm upon your face; the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
