I was raised to believe there are two types of people in this world: those who are Irish and those who wish they were.
If you are among the latter, try NOT to be jealous of Shay Bradley.
"To be Irish is to know that in the end, the world will break your heart."
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
Tuesday, October 22, 2019
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