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St Patty's Day

St Patty's Day
Being in Boston for St. Patrick's Day is kind of like eating Chicken Kiev in Kiev, but you want to slit your wrists after. It's no Ireland, but we like to think it is, and by the end of the night, when we realize we're all just a bunch of wanna-bes, depression inevitably sets in, we do stupid shit, and our shoelaces are getting taken from us by a man with a gun. It's kind of a time honored tradition here and I don't see it ending any time soon. I have a plan this year though. You see, I'm old enough now to start drinking right out of work and be drunk long before the college kids get there. If I can be passed out anywhere by 10pm, I'll be too unconscious to be arrested. Brilliant.

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