One year I made the mistake of going to a bar on St. Patrick's Day and everyone kept coming up and rubbing my head for luck. I felt like a troll, and by the end of the night I looked like a troll.
Well I better get out there and let the world bask in my smiling Irish eyes (not to mention my Norwegian nose, my Scottish ears, and don't get me started on my multicultural boobs).
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