St Patrick’s Day
All the more significant as this evening was spent with a direct blood descendent of Arthur Guinness, the originator of the now famously named drink.
But just so you know, Guinness is filthy black vile slop straight from the blocked u-bend of Satan's own kitchen sink. I just don't understand why people willingly swallow the stuff. This raises a whole set of doubts in me about humans made in the image of God, epistemological realism etc. Pass an empty pint around a pub and ask people to spit in it, add black ink and crumble dandruff on the top = Guinness.
Right, I feel better now that I got that off my chest.
Happy St Patrick's Day!