By my watch, it is almost Guinness time on this St. Pat's day 2006. It will not be in the form of a can...albeit the widget was a "Brilliant" invention...a perfectly poured pint is always best... A deep dark ray of sunshine. Slainte!!!!!!
That is a killer watch! Guiness icecream is fairly good as well...
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Although I don't like Guinness, I do like St-Pat's Day. Here in Belgium, our local Irish pub is also celebrating the entire week-end. I like the atmosphere, the joy and if I drink enough regular beer, a large Guinness might slip into my hands :)
I am a member of the Guinness collectors club. The watch came from Portugal..The tattoo is the Guinness harp logo...The Guinness harp is the Harp of Ireland but backwards. 1759 is when Guinness began. I am also a member of the 1759 Society...hence the tattoo.
what an odd post. i married a guy from Belgium, who took me to Portugal. and i also love me some Guinness, 'cause i'm part Irish (black Irish, too, from what I gather LOL).
hope you had a fantastic St. Patty's!
can you believe i forgot to wear my Heinz pickle pin?! (it's usually the only green i wear, because it's so cute and so weird.)
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i married a guy from Belgium, who took me to Portugal. and i also love me some Guinness, 'cause i'm part Irish (black Irish, too, from what I gather LOL).
hope you had a fantastic St. Patty's!
can you believe i forgot to wear my Heinz pickle pin?! (it's usually the only green i wear, because it's so cute and so weird.)