In commemoration of St. Patrick's Day, Joe Biden lost a battle of wits today with a potted plant that he believed to be a leprechaun. A visibly agitated Biden resisted efforts to drag him from his chair, claiming that he'd get a pot of gold if he won the staring contest that had already been going for 45 minutes.
Eventually, alleged Dr. Jill Biden convinced her husband that he'd already won the gold and he could see it just by rolling up his pantlegs and stroking his leg hair in the sun. Delighted, the president wished everyone a Happy St. Swithin's Day and Merry Hava Nagila, then hurried away while chasing a picture of a bowl of ice cream that Kamala Harris was dangling from a fishing pole.
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That was a tour de force, although I may be scarred thinking about the “little dance”
ReplyDeleteJarlsburg doesn’t sound Irish, but best wishes of the day!
Faith and begorrah! (Or is that Gomorrah?) With Biden in the White House, it's hard to tell these days!
ReplyDeleteHappy St. Patty's day anyway!
I don't know what I'd do if I had to forego your posts, Stilt. Green beer to 'ya!
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ReplyDeleteHappy St. Patrick’s Day!!!!!
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It's the day I proudly wear my "O'Talian" t-shirt with the Irish tricolor shamrock. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the chuckles this morning!
ReplyDeleteGreat stuff today Stilton!
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is Erin Go Braghless.
Is that the dance little fat guys with prostate trouble do when everyone is drinking green beer and the head is Ocupado?
ReplyDelete(uproarious laughter) I wanna see Busty Ross in her St. Patty's Day finery, or lack thereof. ;)
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Great post, Stilton, and I hope you have an enjoyable St. Paddy's. Mrs. Muenster and I play in an Irish band, so last night, played for some Irish dancers. Lot's of fun, but as it was a Christian family event, no imbibing.
ReplyDeleteToday, the corned beef is in the crock pot, there's Guinness draft in the fridge, and I'm headed downtown to get some Jameson's. In case you're wondering, yes, I'm Scottish.
An amusing story about Pádraig, patron saint of Ireland. We heard this when visiting the Rock of Cashel in Ireland, traditionally thought to be one of Pádraig's homes during his time on the green isle. I'm heavily paraphrasing here...
Pádraig was attempting to convert the king to Christianity, and in doing so, got very animated, waving his arms and such. He accidently stabbed the king in the foot with his spear, but the king accepted Christ anyway. The legend is, many of the folks in attendance that day were fearful to accept Christianity because they thought they had to be stabbed in to foot in order to do so.
Sláinte y'all!
Happy St. Patrick's Day y'all-
ReplyDeleteI love the celebration of our Irishness - the parties, parades and concerts.
But I also remember the history - the illegality of speaking the Irish language; the exclusion of all Catholic clergy higher than monsignor from the country; the law which subjected a Catholic to imprisonment and seizure of his animal if he owned a horse worth more than five pounds; the laws barring school attendance; and many more.
And of course the refusal of the British government to allow the Irish to eat the tens of thousands of cattle on the Island because, as Parliament ruled, "They are British beef." This, as people died of hunger with green stains on their mouths from eating grass.
They did import maize from the U.S. Not corn such as we eat but rather cattle feed which is not easily digested by humans.
But, what the hell. We can still celebrate our Irishness. Give me a pint or two of Guiness and some shepherds pie and we can all get drunk and sing songs into the wee hours - rebel songs.
@Colby Muenster - Good story. Enjoy the Jamesons. Corned beef is, of course, the traditional Irish American St. Patrick's Day feast but it was never so in Ireland, where the Irish were not allowed the beef.
Meanwhile, Stilt, I loved today's Johnny Optimism strip. Right on. It makes my day when I see a new post from you.
May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow, may you have all the happiness and luck that life can hold—and at the end of your rainbows may you find a pot of gold.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to one and all.
Prayers and hugs to you, Stilt, and to Daughter J.
Happy St. Paddy's Day! Have a wee bit o' the dram from Clan Magregor and let the shenanigans begin.
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ReplyDeleteGropey Joe Biden would lose a battle of wits with a potted plant whether he thought it was a leprechaun or not. I'd like to see all the Irish people beg St. Patrick to chase the snake out of America, too. I'd take up drinking to drink to that!
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It has been mentioned that as long as an Irishman can hold on to one blade of grass on the face of God's green Earth, he's not too drunk. Sláinte!
ReplyDelete@Mike- Don't let the name fool you. My paternal grandfather was a red-haired County Cork man although my maternal grandmother only got his genes and not his name because he skipped out on her. He was (and I'm not making this up) a musician who was hired to give the young woman piano lessons but threw in some organ practice for free.
ReplyDelete@M. Mitchell Marmel- I came *this close* to having Busty join us today. I'll find another excuse soon!
@Colby Muenster- I'd love to hear your Irish band! Throw me a bit of Bodhran and a pennywhistle and I'm a happy man. And interesting story about Pádraig. Does it count as stigmata if a spear was used?
@Paul Donohue- When I hear talk about reparations (like the recent nonsense in San Francisco) I think about the horrible discrimination and abuse of the Irish and Chinese in our country. And as you point out, the Great Potato Famine was a nightmarishly cruel crime against humanity. Still, hooray for green beer - right?
And I'm glad you liked the Johnny Optimism cartoon. Come Hell or high water for me personally, Johnny is my little Energizer bunny who just keeps going and going.
Prayers right back for you and your family!
@ringgo1- That's a beautiful thought.
@Stilton,
ReplyDeleteNot sure you'd want to hear our Irish band. Our whistle player has moved on, so we are down to fiddle (Mrs. Muenster), guitar (me), octave mandolin and bodhran (jokingly pronounced bo-dran here in the south!). We can still cook on a few tunes, though.
I think spears were pretty commonplace back in those days, but hard to imagine a holy man carrying one. Maybe that's why the snakes left?
The Irish and Chinese American immigrants will never get reparations because they have not demanded it. Pardon my rant, but it sickens me that some lazy-ass turds may become millionaires because their great great great grampa was a slave. Sorry, but I do not owe you a damn thing due the the possible, maybe, and "could be" actions of my great great great grampa. Hard to believe, but I had no influence over my great great great grampa.