I was asked not once, but twice today whether my weekend plans included drinking green beer.
Ok, I’ve got an Irish surname, but christ, I’m damned near 30. I don’t even think I ever drank green beer as a youger man. Nobody ruins good beer with green dye, so it’s always some disposable shit like Busch or worse that’s served green. Ack!
Anyway, my response to both inquiries was: (in my most patronizing tone) “No, I’m drinking black beer this weekend.” Both times resulted in an audible whoosh which I took great pleasure in.
Hey, this is MPSIMS, right?
Happy St. Paddy’s!