To kilt or not to kilt: A St. Paddy's Day conundrum

[beloitpiper]

Say it ain't so JD....!

My colleagues and I'll be performing in downtown pubs & separating the celebrating inebriants from their green cash.

It's rare to see green beer (shudder) anymore, instead, celebrants keep us supplied with gratis Guinness.

Life is so good.



Slainte,
steve

Yeah, they might not drink green beer, but as long as they're wearing those green wigs and Mardi Gras beads, we still have a problem.

[JS Sanders]

<< ...we still have a problem. >>

There is no 'I' in 'we'.

If it ain't your bag, you're free to pass. It matters not to me one way or another.

[beloitpiper]

<< ...we still have a problem. >>

There is no 'I' in 'we'.

If it ain't your bag, you're free to pass. It matters not to me one way or another.

Sorry, when I said "we" I meant as in "the wig-wearer and I". Should've cleared that up earlier.

[JS Sanders]

<< ...when I said "we" I meant as in "the wig-wearer and I". >>

That would've been mildly interesting.

She is an instructor of krav maga!

Slainte,
steve

[Ayin McFye]

Ok, I know this is a joke, but the joke has some good advice that can pertain to this thread.

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.
The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race
again, and it won again. The local paper read:
PASTOR'S *SS OUT FRONT.

The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the
pastor not to enter the donkey in another race. The next day, the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S *SS.

This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of
the donkey.The pastor decided t o give it to a nun in a nearby convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the follo wing headline the
next day:
NUN HAS BEST *SS IN TOWN.

The bishop fainted.
He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she
sold it to a farmer for $10.The next day the paper read:
NUN SELLS *SS FOR $10.

This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains wher e it could run wild. The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER *SS IS WILD AND FREE.
The bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is . . . being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery . . even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life.

Stop worrying about everyone else's *ss and you'll be a lot happier and live longer!

[Galician]

[James MacMillan]

Being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery . . even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life.

Stop worrying about everyone else's *ss and you'll be a lot happier and live longer!

Words I live by!

The joke is old, but I still laughed again....Thanks.

[Monkey@Arms]

Words I live by!

The joke is old, but I still laughed again....Thanks.

Wow, if Jay says something is old, its really old.

Ayin, it was new to me anyway. (But then again, relatively speaking I'm a spring chicken.)

I agree with you both. Life is too short for me to get my pleats in a twist about things like gee-gaws sold at parades.

Best regards,

Jake

[beloitpiper]

<< ...when I said "we" I meant as in "the wig-wearer and I". >>

That would've been mildly interesting.

She is an instructor of krav maga!

Slainte,
steve

Haha, well I study the ancient Scottish martial art of Fook yu!

[DireStraitsFan]

<< ...when I said "we" I meant as in "the wig-wearer and I". >>

That would've been mildly interesting.

She is an instructor of krav maga!

Slainte,
steve

If her school is anything like the one here, it's nothing to get too excited about. I was especially underwhelmed with krav maga.