Día de San Patricio
It’s all sugar skulls and green beer on Saint Patrick’s Day.
“Me wee electric car is more Irish than you, you focking Gobshite!”
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It’s all sugar skulls and green beer on Saint Patrick’s Day.
“Me wee electric car is more Irish than you, you focking Gobshite!”
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Lisa, Stan, and Noah went to breakfast with Sarah and me at Butter in South Minneapolis. I guess I’m not such a big fan of snooty breakfast places, but I will eat anywhere with the Keathlys.

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No, not the two classmates whom I saw in the Electric Fetus today, it was the guy who emcees for the Northstar Roller Girls. Bear in mind that I have barely heard him say one sentence as he slumps in the front row of lecture.
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It’s probably important to state that these are really just me pranking the Daily. I don’t care if they get published anywhere — it’s worth it for the simple enjoyment of knowing that my friends all grimace when they see Goldy eviscerating a large hoofed mammal. Oh, I didn’t draw that one.
However, I did draw Goldy with boobs.

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This week’s theme is “Extreme Makeover — Goldy Edition.”
Zach has a new friend watching him at work.

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Paul and I went for a bar crawl on the first Saint Patrick’s Day. Hilarity ensued.
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Is winter over yet? I’m losing my ability to dress in any color other than black.
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If you’re all very good, I might just draw extra daily doodles for this theme.
Two things showed up today:
1) a cold snap
2) a case of beer, some of which suffered from elephantiasis.
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