I've always wondered if coincidence or luck have a taste. If I want to defeat this spirit of curiosity that has risen (metaphorically, of course; I am not battling any spirits as of now) I'll have to contact my dear leprechaun friendāalthough, I'm not sure how pleased he'd be with my appearance, given I slept in this recent St. Patrick's Day and, consequently, did not visit him. Still, I am practically dying to infuse luck into my coffee! Perhaps a bargaining chip is in place? Would he like Fortunate Marshmallows or find it stereotypical and offensive? I'll have to do some research on my own.
But, I digress. Good morning, all!
If there was a God of Saint Patrick's Day (who'd probably just be an angry Irish man), he'd be very disappointed in you. Personally, I'd expect a lot of rainbows to start tryin' to lead you off cliffs.
You should probably just give me the marshmallows instead, save yourself the trouble!
Although I'm sure this is a response with the goal of "bugging me" (as your previous post on your "blog" suggests), I cannot say you'd be entirely wrong. I doubt the God of Saint Patrick's Day would be very pleased with me. I am not giving you any of my Fortunate Marshmallows.
I am begging you not to look at the old posts on my blog. I haven't touched this account in years.
