I went to a St. Patrick's Day party on Saturday.‡
I took oranges.§
I thought it was funny and more that a little clever and besides, my friends are well used to the weirdness, the "I think I'm funny"-ness, the stunning ablility to outclever myself and *still* nobody would indulge me and act like it was half as clever and funny as I thought it was.
I never even got to explain how we could all be Irish Republicans¶ and PEEL the oranges and EAT the oranges in symbolic solidarity with our Irish Republican brethren.
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): He was probably drunk at the time.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Facebook finally pays off.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): Well, clementines.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Not like me and my ilk, for those of you making faces -- these are *Irish* Republicans.