Welcome, My Sillies! Together we'll uncover morsels of sweetness in the light and dark. You'll crave chocolate. I'm a naughty influence. {Note: I avoid Hershey's but partake in regular fixes of fair trade and organic varieties.} Please enjoy a ravenous sampling, and may you fast become addicted. Cheers to all things sweet. That, Dear Sillies, includes you.
I didn't exactly know what to expect with that title! I did now know when I moved near Savannah last summer that the city hosts one of the major St. Patrick's Day (it should be days) in the country--that rival New York and Boston's celebration.
Oh Pickleope Von Pickleope, you must know that a woman licks her Shamrock Shakes and Sucks her McFlurries. That's the way of the world. Anything else is creative b.s.
Why Mac, I appreciate you noticing. You've made me laugh - GREAT comment. But yes, it's amazing what a little treadmill and some green liquor can do for a gal's figure.
Now I suddenly have an urge for a Shamrock Shake topped off with hot fudge of course. I'm still laughing from "insert good luck!" Another holiday classic, Robyn! George must laugh him self silly around you!
As Saint Patrick's Day comes once again I'm proud to say I'm Irish, my friend. I know there'll be lots and lots and lots of beer. The beverage of choice? Guinness, I hear. Corned beef, cabbage, a potato, or two. Then back to the beer for me and maybe you? Then, at the end of the night (cause it sure ain't daily) Mrs. Penwasser at the end of me shillelagh?
Haha. Oh Al, I was hoping you'd drop by with poetic verse. I love it. How does one pronounce "shillelagh"? Then again, Mrs. Penwasser doesn't pronounce it whence at the end of it, unless she's really, really talented. No doubt, she is. She's married to you.
LMAO You are so awesome. And clever. George is a lucky man.
ReplyDeleteAw, thank ye, JoJo. I'll tell him we must celebrate St. Pat's for the next week and well beyond.
DeleteIrish cream for two - priceless.
ReplyDeleteTime to fess up Robyn. You wrote the lyrics for The Bloodhound Gang's song The Bad Touch, didn't you?
As soon as I comment, I'll be googling that one, Alex. I know I'll be laughing too.
DeleteThank you.
You're a naughty leprechaun!
ReplyDeleteThank ye, Stephen.
Deletehahaha I love that you took it as a compliment. Happy St. Patty's Day to you too (as if I even had to go there). :)
DeleteA lucky, and licky Saint Pat's to all.
ReplyDeleteOff for a cooling shower now. Perhaps two.
A licky and lucky shower for two to you too, EC. Oh, that's not what you meant. But I did. Smiles.
DeleteSaint me day sounds delightful, if only someone would rid the saint out of me then I could play.
ReplyDeleteYer saintly ways are clear, no doubt
DeleteYour day is near.
"Happy Saint You!" we'll shout.
I didn't exactly know what to expect with that title! I did now know when I moved near Savannah last summer that the city hosts one of the major St. Patrick's Day (it should be days) in the country--that rival New York and Boston's celebration.
ReplyDeleteYou live in a spirited city, Sage. Lucky lad!
DeleteOh my goodness - we have the bathing suit! The same body? The same boat? Hey - did you photo shop this?
ReplyDeleteUm, can I borrow the poem for five minutes on the 17th? It would a smashing impression. (You can keep the photo -smile.)
Too funny!!!
Since I borrowed your boat, bathing suit, and figure, DC, you're most welcome to the poem any time. Smiles.
DeleteThank ye.
Oh Irish cream mixed with whipping cream....ooh la la:) Such a great naughty poem. Here's to being lucky!
ReplyDeleteYou're cute, Birgit. I'll try the ooh la la combo with George. But don't tell him I said so. He might run scared. Smiles.
Delete"Insert good luck"... well, there's another new name for it...
ReplyDeleteIt's also an optimistic name, Chris.
DeleteHappy St. Patty's.
I don't think I've ever gotten jiggy. Will you please explain how I should begin?
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Find WDW's shamrock, and the rest will flow naturally, JJ.
DeleteOkay. I'll seek until I find.
DeleteThat's very funny...wait a second, "Suck McFlurries"? Not "Shamrock Shakes"!?! Where's the truth in this art?
ReplyDeleteOh Pickleope Von Pickleope, you must know that a woman licks her Shamrock Shakes and Sucks her McFlurries. That's the way of the world. Anything else is creative b.s.
DeleteA gift for the naughty blarney. Love it!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Melly. So glad to see you here. Love ya.
DeleteAmok . . . amok . . . quick, get me a rhyming dictionary!
ReplyDeleteAnother work of genius, Robyn! On St Pat's Day, I'm posting a naughty limerick my sister wrote for me. More shenanigans!
That's going to be good, Debra. I can't wait. Thanks.
DeleteThe pot of gold sounds delicious, Robyn, but tearing the beef through to the bone is very rough! It makes we wonder whether you've seen hyenas mate.
ReplyDeleteI haven't seen hyenas mate, GB, but they've stopped to watch me on occasion or two.
DeleteDang, saluted St. Pat before rubbing the charm again. Could I just number these instructions?
ReplyDeleteHahaha, oh, Geo. Premature salutations - huh? Awkward. Feel free to number these. I hate for you to further embarrass yourself.
DeleteIs it bad that I giggled my way through this at my age?
ReplyDeleteI suggest creme de menthe filled chocolates for rewarding yourself.
Bad to giggle? Nonsense me friend!
DeleteThanks for that and the yummy suggested reward.
St. Pat erotica lol - I love it!
ReplyDeleteThank ye, Keith.
DeleteYou've been working out?
ReplyDeleteWhy Mac, I appreciate you noticing. You've made me laugh - GREAT comment. But yes, it's amazing what a little treadmill and some green liquor can do for a gal's figure.
DeleteWanna see my good luck charm? Maybe with enough whiskey on board? Erin go braless!
ReplyDeletePlease make me stop this!
What have I started me lad? And how shall I make ye stop? Er, don't answer that. Just tell Erin to put 'er bra back on, else she might get lucky.
DeleteRobyn, these posts just make me smile. Thanks for that!
ReplyDeleteI'm happy to make you smile anytime, Robin. Thank you, and you're most welcome.
Deleteaye, we're all Irish on St. Pat's Day. You've been tipplin' a bit, but this is more than a wee bit fun. Excellent
ReplyDeleteThank ye, O'Joanne. Aye, we'll all be Irish tipplin' on the 17th.
DeleteWell, now we know why Irish Eyes Are Smiling...
ReplyDeleteGood one, LD. Yes, now we know. Thanks.
DeleteAnother winner to be sure ;)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Michael. To be sure.
DeleteNow I suddenly have an urge for a Shamrock Shake topped off with hot fudge of course. I'm still laughing from "insert good luck!" Another holiday classic, Robyn! George must laugh him self silly around you!
ReplyDeleteJulie
George has yet to hear this one...tonight I'll deliver it at Smiles. A shamrock shake topped with hot fudge sounds amazing, Julie.
DeleteThank you.
Cheers.
As Saint Patrick's Day comes once again
ReplyDeleteI'm proud to say I'm Irish, my friend.
I know there'll be lots and lots and lots of beer.
The beverage of choice? Guinness, I hear.
Corned beef, cabbage, a potato, or two.
Then back to the beer for me and maybe you?
Then, at the end of the night (cause it sure ain't daily)
Mrs. Penwasser at the end of me shillelagh?
Haha. Oh Al, I was hoping you'd drop by with poetic verse. I love it. How does one pronounce "shillelagh"? Then again, Mrs. Penwasser doesn't pronounce it whence at the end of it, unless she's really, really talented. No doubt, she is. She's married to you.
DeleteSHIL LAY LEE
DeleteHee...hee...hee
Oh, that's why Shil has a big smile on her face!
DeleteLee must be really good.
Hee hee.
Insert good luck - LOL!
ReplyDeleteGlad you like that one, Diane.
DeleteCheers to you.
Fun and good!
ReplyDeleteThank ye.
DeleteIt's amazing to me the things you can do with commonly used, innocent sounding words. Well done, Robyn. :)
ReplyDeleteI appreciate it, BabySis. Yeah, there aren't any racy words in this. Why would anyone get hot and bothered (in a good way) about it? Smiles.
DeleteHahaha! Another wonderful addition to your growing collection. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Daisy. Hope all's well.
DeleteSomething tells me George is in for a real Irish Blessing this year ;)
ReplyDeleteIrish cream is made for two, right, Theresa? Smiles.
DeleteThank ye.
This is so funny and cleverly saucy without being x-rated!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rosalind. Good to see you recently.
DeleteStay well.
Hahahahaha love the double entendres. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Misha, and thanks for dropping by. Keeping you all in my thoughts and prayers.
DeleteGood luck with the insertion! lol
ReplyDeleteBtw, never kiss the Blarney Stone - the locals lads piss on it.. true story.
ps good body pic! lol
Yuck, thanks for the warning, Anthony.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the compliment too. Wink.
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