Saturday, March 11, 2006

Im Sorry Baby

I didnt mean to hurt you.

This is an advance apology for any drunken slanderous slurring slurs likely to occur over the next 48 hours. See as a drunk, my bad, I mean Alcoholic-American, that's no good either, how 'bout ... Irish-American, yeah that'll work (even potatoe eaters deserve political correctness god damnit!!!) Fuckit, Im just a red blooded American damn proud of my green blooded Irish heritage. I am entering into the peak time of The High Holy Days aka St Patricks Day aka March aka The Month I Never Remember. This is the time of year that I abandon my normal identity,and take on the role of...

...duh duh duh

ALKEYHUE

I know I know, it kinda sucks for a superhero name, but it works. Trust me.. So starting today Ill kick off the season by watching Ireland whoop up on Scotland in Six Nations Rugby, drink, watch my nephew and bros march with their pipe band in Joisey, drink, hit on chicks, fail, then drink some more until Im in a self induced coma.

I have locked up all cell phones, blackberrys, pda's, and laptops as a precaution, but if by chance I gain algorenet access and ramble on liquored up on Guinness, Im sorry....it aint the booze, its me. Im just a jackass. EE-Aw!!

For all you animal lovers out there interested in catching a glimpse of the aloofive, I mean elusive Donkeyhue...I will be the drunk handsome guy at the Morristown, NJ St Patrick's Day Parade with my fellow Fenian Bastards (Fly will be easy to spot as well...he'll be the commie) , followed by some mighty good craic at the Craic House.

póg mo thóin

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm a Guiness Stout (bottle only)drinker so I can wholeheartedly understand. Fortunatly, my alcoholism was thwarted by my love for prescription sedatives. Mixing those results in elopement with republicans- I owe it to the cause to be reasonable.

As long as you don't start marching with the Girl Scouts, "live and let live" shall be our intervention. Poor alkeyhued bastard.

Anonymous said...

ALKEYHUE

I know I know, it kinda sucks for a superhero name, but it works. Trust me.


And when all the drunks are super, no one will flee!

Happy St. Patrick's.

(That's my 1/16 Irish, and 5 trips to the Emerald Isle talking.)

Anonymous said...

I spent yesterday out in Scranton, even after midnight the people were still drunk and hanging out. Trash everywhere, styrofoam shamrocks...hope you had a good time, alkeyhue. I admire your ability to enjoy. I think I'm getting too old for some of this stuff.

Rhino-itall said...

So you did a post to tell us that this will be a normal weekend for you?

Anonymous said...

...pretty much

Anonymous said...

I don't drink because I feel so guilty that maybe the potatoes were exploited to make my Stoli.

And those hops! Victims of the Bush Administration!