the revolution ahh saint paddys day was a glorious drunk filled evening that ended up with me passed out on a floor and waking up covered in cat hair.. always good times, flags were flying high and the revolution of the sandwich boards had begun!



from what i recall we had liberated this flag from some place that should not have had control over it, but alas it was stolen back in a dastardly game of "return the stolen sign and plant to where they came from" personally i know we were in the right, but that was probably the drunk thinking that.

today is chill day. tomorrow the world, err yeah the world.  ¶ 13:12