Dance in whatever outfit makes you feel like the hottest piece of ass in Pittsburgh.
“All she needs is comfort food to please her Irish-American soul.”
Hell, I don’t like cake that much.
I shoved a so-fresh-it-was-OMG-still-warm scone into my gob while rushing to a meeting
Think of this tuna salad like it is the first Tinder message you send to a prospective date
Green beer is loathed by the Irish.
There’s about a million considerations, and being humans, especially humans that like beer, not everything will get addressed.
“I was so young I had to stand on a stool to reach the pan.”