Don't say I didn't warn you!

So as promised, and I ALWAYS deliver on my promises, here are pictures from our St. Patty's Day. And in talking with Steve last night, apparently while still conscience enough to beg to drive home and yet totally blacked out, I missed some hell'a good stuff. (including stuff that I did and don't remember doing) Now I know what it feels like to be a zombie...if only I had a shiv. Enjoy bitches!

our very "traditional" Irish lunch

Complete with Guinness in a paper cup

with a straw. (classy)

Steve's amazing curb parking job.

(This was before we even got to the bar)

A pack of wild cougars

the Alpha cougar

Mexican dude doing the Mexican hat dance

to a traditional Irish band

This just cracked me up, some people get

really "dressed up" to go out!

Hicks love St. Patty's Day too!