It's Irish Christmas!

[xp_daytripper]

Actually, it's St Pat's, but it's the same thing. If you're in New York, Finnegan's is where the party is. Come join us with green beer and singing Irish songs at the top of your voice.

(I am NOT wearing the shirt in the icon. It's just my party icon)

Comments

[xp_darcy]

I'm taking Mr. Can't Get Drunk out on a boat tomorrow, that doesn't mix well with a hangover.

[xp_changeling]

I can get drunk. I get drunk all the time. I just happen to be able to sober up in seconds if needed.

[xp_darcy]

Boss. Darling. You do not get hangovers unless you're tapped out on powers, so it doesn't matter if you get drunk tonight, because you won't be hungover tomorrow on the boat. Also you can still argue semantics, so clearly you are not drunk.

And that's the important thing here.

[xp_changeling]

Accuracy is important. I'm technically correct which, after forty years working for the US government bureaucracy, we all know is the best kind of correct.

[xp_darcy]

Horseshoes and hand grenades, dear.

[xp_hawkeye]

Why are you treating him like your grandpa? Or like you're married? Married to your grandpa?

[xp_darcy]

Ooh, Kevin next mission can I be your hot trophy wife?

[xp_changeling]

Sure. Next time Nora needs a shopping trip, you can be the younger side piece.

[xp_darcy]

Oh that's just dirty pool, old man. I mean, I love shopping with Nora, but also we're not supposed to be tormenting ME.

[xp_changeling]

Aren't we?

[xp_darcy]

You're the woooooooooooorst

[xp_hawkeye]