Posted on Monday, February 27, 2012 in Happy Endings
For as long as I can remember, I’ve done something a little weird on Saint Patrick’s Day. Even though I love green, I enjoy only wearing a tiny little scrap of the stuff – well hidden – on the big day. See, where I grew up, you get a pinch if you’re not wearing green. Okay, so that’s the same for everyone. But here’s the twist – the beauty of the hidden green. After receiving that dastardly pinch, you smugly reveal your stealth green, thus earning you the right to sock the offending pincher square in the shoulder.
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