I dressed up like a leprechaun, begged drunkley by the Wal-Mart, egged some punk kids, and got chased by the cops! That is all that happened to me on St.Patricks Day 
 

Ohh and got super drunk
 

OK, here's what happened when I went to Bennigan's JUST for the green beer...

We FINALLY get seated and the host says "Ask your server about the green beer!"  So the server comes over and I say "What about the green beer?!?!" and she had no frigging clue what I meant, so she went to the bar and asked.  Comes back and says "Just pick the beer that you want and they'll make it green."  WTF?  I thought there was green beer... so I pick meself some Irish shtuff and the server comes back with a pale redish beer and says "OH, they are out of the stuff that makes the green."  HUH?

So... this doesn't involve beer, but this is what we did to celebrate at home... I posted this in my blog, but rather than have you go look for it, here it is:

 

Here's drinks.

Drink in this order too... so you won't have to wash the shaker/glasses cuz the tastes won't mess up the next.  And the doses are for two drinks.  Believe me, don't try this alone.  We celebrated last night and I'm still recovering...

All of these, shake with ice, then strain into a glass with ice.  OH YEAH, each recipe makes TWO DRINKS.

Mudslide
3 oz vodka (again, I prefer SKKY)
3 oz kahlua
3 oz bailey's

NEXT!

B-52
3 oz kahlua
3 oz bailey's
3 oz triple sec

b-50something or other, I don't remember
3 oz kahlua
3 oz bailey's
3 oz amaretto

(This one I made up)
Burning B-52
3 oz kahlua
3 oz bailey's
3 oz triple sec
3 oz vodka

(Try all those in a matter of like 15 min and move on to these layered shots, but don't be surprised if the layers don't work out well... oh yeah, don't shake these up )

Irish Flag
Layer equal parts of each from bottom to top:
Green Creme de menthe
Bailey's
Brandy

Peppermint Paddy
Same as above, layer, bottom to top:
Peppermint schnapps
Kahlua
Bailey's

But for some reason, I don't think that one stayed in that order... I can't really remember   But I do know that I've made that one with dark creme de cacao and it's just as yummy.

Beware of the hangover.....

 

If you change the Amaretto in the B-50something to Pear Brandy, you get an Altered State...Cheers

 

I got pretty fucking mortal and got laid.

Ah, St Patricks day. I love you.

 

i've been drinkin for many a year now and i've never thrown up...until st paddy's day.  i woke up at 7am, went to the bar and kept a happy buzz on with the green eggs and beer, left said bar around 1:15pm, went to liquer store and bought a fifth of jack, went to work at 2pm.  that's the best part of wirking security...you control survalience equipment...turned cameras away from me and did shots with the maintance guys for the next few hours....then went to a party after work (10pm) and played a few drinkin games...19 hours with a buzz!!!  it was the best day of my life!!!  then i hurled...i was just making room for more.
 

The city that I live in had a pub crawl scheduled for the same day as St. Patty's.  This worked out famously.  A group of us got on an already crowded trolley, and headed for our next destination.  The trolley was great, it was loaded with a bunch of drunken, green revelers.  When I found out what trolley we were on I yelled towards the back of the trolley, "Trolley 3!!!!!"  Which got everyone going.  It was great.  At our next stop, two underage girls boarded our drunken joy ride.  I wouldn't have said anything, but I was half in the wrapper, and they were dressed like skanks.  So that's why I called them "Trolley Skanks".  I kept on it(even though they made the mistake of sitting right across from me) until they got off of the trolley at the next stop, all the while saying that they weren't skanks and that I was a jerk.  But not to be dissappointed, I turned to a trio of saucy women behind me and asked them if they wanted to be "Trolley Hos".  They gladly accepted!  Such was St. Patty's!!

 

   Beer

The first pint goes down

Horrible wet and warm.

The tenth tastes like nectar

As night approaches dawn.

 

 

Hi

Been try to add you as a friend. Still pending and waiting for approval. I am a loyal member of CAMRA if that helps.

Cheers.

 

i spilled some green beer on this irish skinhead and got punched in the face.   i'm lucky that i had you there to kill the pain. 
 

ok you want to hear some interesting st patricks day story alright i got one for you this st patys day me and a couple of my friends were all loveing you beer when things got a little crazy with me and this girl we had sex in my bed for a while then i started to go down on her i licked her pussy once and started to puke everywhere.... now i never get sick from drinking you but the only problem is that this girl just popped a squat out my window like 3 or 4 times elier that night and never wiped her self but i have to go i need anouther one of you....i hope this stry as made you day a little better
 

i dont remember but i got told not to smoke in a library and not to piss on the side of a building
 

So, I licked out my drug box, as i always do. I headed for the bus to edinburgh 4 a nite oot. When i gets on the bus a funny feeling came over me. I soon relalised that me boxxy was full ah acid that i'd necked just the week b4. whooopsy. Ispewed on the bus then again when I was off the bus then I went to the bar feeling extraordinarrilly uplifted and aware 4 this was st patrick's day no less so i'd better get on wi me favorite tipple the black gold. Soon, I was alright again, or so I thought, untill.. I wreseled some guy to the ground. I demanded his guiness hat and by the laws that rule the world I won that hat so I did. It was pure braw. Then I tossed it away. see the evidence in photo form under I LOVE GUINESS in me photaes section. I LOVE GUINESS. love em
 

ME AND THREE OF MY FRIENDS GOT VERY VERY VERY DRUNK ON GUINESS  STELLA AND SOME SPIRIT THAT TASTES LIKE COLA BOTTLES. THEN THE NEXT DAY WAS A SCHOOL DAY AND WE HAD TO BE UP AT 8AM NOT VERY GOOD THE  NEXT DAY HEHE MY TEACHERS ASKED WHY I WAS ASLEEP FO THEIR LESSONS BUT BEING HALF IRISH THEY BELIEVED MY STORIES OF GOING OUT WITH MY IRISH FAMMILY AND DRINKING HEHE HAHA

ANDY L.P ELLIS!

 

OK it is St. Patrick's Day yet again in Savannah.  Things did not go as planned.  Those damned Bloody Mary's got in the way of you and I was not happy.  I spent the rest of the day looking for you and I had to walk the whole parade in shoes that were 4 inch heels!  I finally got to 631 where I was finally able to find you.  We spent some time together and then I remembered I forgot where my car was!  Just when we were begining to have fun!  Oh, well there is next year!  Please be where I can find you!
 

I usually gotta watch crimewatch to find out what happened on St Pats day!
 

(In the traditional Irish drinking song way, this song must be heard aloud while speaking with an Irish accent.)

Let me recount a story
Of Saint Patrick's Day.
It's truth passed down through memory,
Or so that's what they say.
But this story's not for those who cannot hold their liquor
Cuz we'll drink a shot with every verse to make it go by quicker!

One Patrick's Day not long ago
Man went into a pub,
He says, "I am a Leprechaun!
Aye, but here's the rub;
There's not a man who'll drink with me, not one young or old,
But the man there is who outdrinks me will get this pot o' gold!"

Well people stared and silence spread
Throughout the whole damn bar.
No one would take this challenge up
Not e'en those who'd drank too far.
But then, there rose a clamor, too everybody's shock,
A man stood up and shouted, "I think I'll try me luck!"

The Leprechaun, he looked around,
And there he saw the lad.
He laughed aloud and said to him
"Oh Lord, this is too sad!
Who do you think you are, boy, to take this bet with me?
Taking shot for shot, I think, you wouldn't get past three!"

Lad said unto the little man,
"Me name is Bryson Yaws!
I get my Irish heritage
From me dear grandma.
And if you think you'll drink me down, then boyo you've been misled,
Cuz instead of mother's milk it was the whiskey I was fed."

So they sat down at a table,
Leprechaun laid out the rules.
He said, "Me name is Lucky,
To drink with me's for fools.
We'll go through everything they have, including whiskey, vodka, rum
And by the time I'm done with ye, you'll be crawling to your mum.

So shot for shot they went,
Till their livers must have rotten.
And shot for shot for shot again,
Till the bet was nigh forgotten,
When finally Lucky, he says, "Lad, you'd better give up soon.
Why, you've dranken enough alcohol to piss over the moon!"

Then Bryce took out a bottle,
And says, "I'll poor one more"
The Leprechaun, he took the drink,
Then fell down on the floor.
And laughing loud Bryce said to him, as he set down his glass,
"The gold is mine you sorry beast, that water put you on your ass!"

So while we all are here tonight
We'll drink our livers rotten!
We'll drink and laugh and sing because
This song won't be forgotten.
And when it seems unciousness is right there on the edge...
Oh, we'll drink and drink and drink until the Leprechaun is dead!
 

Decided wanted to get our lass a St. Paddies Day Guinness hat - (free from the bar when buy a round of 5 points o'Guinness) - problem was everyone left the pub while I was at the bar, so I necked all 5 in one go and legged it down the street to catch them up... only balance was a little out of kilter = flat on my face infront of an officer of the fine metropolitan police force. Oooops!

 

Butte, Montana has the best St. Patricks day party west of the mississippi.  shit we even celebrate the day before st. patricks day.  its called st. euro's day.  enough said.  thanks beer.
 

i had sex with the ugliest kid at the party
 

it was actually the sunday before st pats, when there is a huge paddys day parade and the pubs are full, so it counts. any ways, basically, a ccowd of us were out celebrating at a well known local irish drinknin emporium. from 4 hrs of sinking pints to a bit of a bravado shot contest, which then, inevitably, became flamin black sambuca's. long story short, one of the boys gagged when he smelt his third one and threw up just as it entered his mouth, which then meant the hot girl with nice long blonde hair was engulfed in black flamin spew. looks of horror, unstopable laughter, punches thrown, ambulances. the rest is history. cant wait for nxt yr...
 

I always meet my next long term relationship on St. Patty's.... It's creepy... I'm done with #3 now and expecting to meet someone in a week.
 

one word...threesome

 

St. Paddy's, for me, was plagued by a Breath-a-lizer the following morning.  I drank green beer and Irish car bombs from 5pm 'til 10pm on St. Paddy's.  At 7:48 the following morning, I passed with a 0.000.   Thank you, Beer... for your support and dignity through these trying times of mine... God bless.
 

I rolled my car and almost died =[
But don't worry beer, you had nothing to do with it.
Oh yeah and my niece was born on St. Patty's too,
and her name is Bailey!
 

My friend whos an idiot was driving drunk and he was filling up on gas, and isntead of sticking the hoes in the gas tank he shoved his beer in there. and the interessting part was that the car ran on BEER hahah, BEER is amazing!!
 

doing a runner frm the pub coz we were gunna get fucked up by the local drug dealer...good times