The other day I returned from the grocery store with lots of extra stuff. I went to pick up a prescription and get bread and milk, and returned with things like multiple pints of ice cream and blocks of cheese. I meant to say “hungry” but what came out was, “I guess I shouldn’t go […]
How can you possibly not love the Irish? “Personal ads” in the Dublin News: Heavy drinker,35, Cork area. Seeks gorgeous sex addict interested in a man who loves his pints, cigarettes, Glasgow Celtic Football Club and starting fights on Patrick Street at three o’clock in the morning. Bitter, disillusioned Dublin man, lately rejected by long-time […]