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Today would be Arthurs day/guinness day/whatever you wanna call it. 250 years since Mr Guinness signed the lease on the St James gate brewery. The place where all Guinness calls home. Almost like Willy Wonka's chocolate factory... but more alcoholic. lol. Raise a pint tonight! :D
 
Cheers -Chugs a bunch of beer in a glass and swallows passes out wiht hiccups-
 
To Arther!
Really hate the taste of the stuff but what the hay, bar was jammers at six let me tell you!

Slàinte
 
-wakes up- ahhh i cant drink bear wiht out getting drunk yet i can drink any othe ralchaol and stand up straight
 
hmmm doesnt matter what I drink, I dont get drunk. My legs dont work but I dont get drunk nor hungover. Surprisingly not a fun thing though!
 
cant be fun not having your legs working. I get like that drinking chinese and indian beers. i honestly think those things go straight into your legs and say "you aint moving from here"
 
amen WhiteShadow0, you said it! *slaps you on the back*
 
I'm not from Ireland but my granda was born in Banbridge, i unfortunately was born in canada but i have been to both North and South Ireland I love it there
 
in june of 08 a large part of my family went to ireland. we spent 10 days touring and it wasnt nearly enough time. i am only 75% irish (unfortunately), but i have to tell you, in the short time i was there i met some incredible people. they made me feel right at home, as if i was part of the family. we spent some time in a town called doolin, and let me tell you, it was hard to leave. what an incredible island you have! rolling hills, winding roads, stone walls and around every bend in the road there was history. the cliffs of mohr, the rock of cashel, bunratty, and an old abbey whose name i cant seem to recall. there are many incredible sights here in america but none of them inspire the awe i felt when i gazed upon these wonders. they might seem like tourist sights to you but to me they represented an enduring history of an incredible culture. a people as quick to smile as they are to anger. a people who laugh, love, cry all with equal zeal. a strong, proud people.

our last night was spent in dublin. in a bar near a golf course i believe. they had a restaraunt on one side and on the other was a bar. we went in and there were some older folks in there. they were singing. no jukebox, no multiple tvs, just old friends having drinks and singing songs. amazing. in america a pub like that would have gone out of buissness in a month. they greeted us warmly and half and hour later they were treating us like we had lived there all our lives. i will never forget the warmth and sense of belonging they instilled in us. i will never forget them. when we flew out the next morning i felt as if i had left some part of me behind and ever since i have longed to return.
 
in june of 08 a large part of my family went to ireland. we spent 10 days touring and it wasnt nearly enough time. i am only 75% irish (unfortunately), but i have to tell you, in the short time i was there i met some incredible people. they made me feel right at home, as if i was part of the family. we spent some time in a town called doolin, and let me tell you, it was hard to leave. what an incredible island you have! rolling hills, winding roads, stone walls and around every bend in the road there was history. the cliffs of mohr, the rock of cashel, bunratty, and an old abbey whose name i cant seem to recall. there are many incredible sights here in america but none of them inspire the awe i felt when i gazed upon these wonders. they might seem like tourist sights to you but to me they represented an enduring history of an incredible culture. a people as quick to smile as they are to anger. a people who laugh, love, cry all with equal zeal. a strong, proud people.

our last night was spent in dublin. in a bar near a golf course i believe. they had a restaraunt on one side and on the other was a bar. we went in and there were some older folks in there. they were singing. no jukebox, no multiple tvs, just old friends having drinks and singing songs. amazing. in america a pub like that would have gone out of buissness in a month. they greeted us warmly and half and hour later they were treating us like we had lived there all our lives. i will never forget the warmth and sense of belonging they instilled in us. i will never forget them. when we flew out the next morning i felt as if i had left some part of me behind and ever since i have longed to return.

Awww thats really nice mate, thanks sharing
 
Sounds like a Seisiun. Defiantly got us at our most joyous (drinking and singing :D).

Glad you left with a part of Ireland inside of you.

>Sol
 
I'm Irish! I'm from a small town called Kinsale, in Cork. I'm in Limerick these days for college.
 
as most Americans i'm part scotch/irish so i'm just poking my head in and blowing kisses to my irish friends :kiss:

ok sorry for the interruption
 
boy its been a while
so here we go, anyway
any irish on tonight to chat about anything?
PMs welcome...
 
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