The Saturday before March 17th is traditionally reserved for Saint Patrick's Day drinking, in Saint Louis anyway. It is a messy affair highlighting the stupidity that happens when you mix excessive alcohol and a large number of people with nothing else going on in their lives. For some reason this day attracts even more stupidity and idiocy than any other drinking holiday in town. My thoughts on why this is later. I awoke on Sunday morning to find that both of the glass doors to my building were missing. Our impenetrable security forces against the drunks and druggies downtown had been...er....penetrated. The video is a classic example of an epic fail, for the building anyway. It would appear that the culprit succeeded, at least in his goal of gaining access to the building. Or did he? When he was dancing around with his pants around his ankles his wallet fell out. After causing thousands of dollars in damage, he was kind enough to leave his ID at the scene. Result: FAIL! but funny
You know that couch in the center of every good LYS? That nucleus of random conversation, pattern sharing, and rants over everything fiber related? Where you talk through the trials of motherhood, display your FOs, curse over frogging and admit to your stash horde? Yup. That's the couch. Now pretend this blog is like that. The cyber representation where all that goodness would take place if our Etsy store was brick and mortar. This blog is my couch, where I sit, chat and knit while he naps.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
because everyone thinks I unnecessarily hate on Saint Paddy's Day
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drunks,
dumb criminals,
saint patricks day
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OMG WHTF!!!!! HOW HILARRIOUSSSS!!!!! MIDWEST MAN!! THATS YOUR PEOPLE!!! hahhaha
ReplyDeletewhoa whoa not "my people". I just reflect on what I see around me, from an OUTSIDE perspective.
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