Happy St. Paddy’s Day!!

Hope you party your beak off!!

I got my party hat, a CD of classic Irish beer-drinkin’ songs, and a stack of potatoes. How more Irish can you get, without being Bono??

Oh yeah, there may also be a small bottle of “happy happy” here as well, another Irish tradition. I’m as Celtic as a friggin’ Irish Rover!! Stick around, I’m doing The Lord Of The Dance after a few more beers…

Whoa! Is that potato starting to rot, or is cousin Clucky firing from close range?? Feets of flame my puckered beak!!

OK, so here’s my checklist of all things Irish:

Bad teeth – check. Heck, I’m not even sure I have ANY teeth…

A funny accent – check. Fer shurr, Fah-ther O’Gilligan…

A shillelagh – check. Carved it myself, out of old-growth, rainforest mahogany…smooth as a baby chick’s bottom…

A funny green hat – check. Thank you very much, vitamin bottle…

A pot of gold, at the end of the rainbow – Ha! Who am I cluckin’ kiddin’???

Alright, I’m all set. Let the pluckin’ festivities begin!! I’m gonna be as sober as a Pogue by noon!!

Hey, I think I'm getting a rash on my Shamrocks from these friggin' potatoes...

Cluck for now!