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Warning!----Yaoi ahead ^^  And I know the holiday is long past, but this is a short bit just to jump in with.  Plus---I’m Irish, so this is timely every day for me! XD  The conversation is between my main characters Carson and Keith from “Wizard and Warrior”---aka “The Neverending Work in Progress”

The Importance of Being Irish

You’re giving me the look, Carse.  Don’t give me the damn look on St. Patrick’s Day!  I’m supposed to *hic* on St. Patrick’s *hic* goddammit!

I am not giving you any special *look*.  And why you are supposed to have hiccups on this date I cannot imagine.

Drink!  The damn “you’re drinking too much” fatherly look.  Which never works anyway.  And I’m Irish, and this is St. Patrick’s Day, which you celebrate by----*hic*!

To celebrate a holiday, I would think, means you do something out of the ordinary to commemorate the occasion.  I see nothing new here since you drink too much on a daily basis.

????…! Beer!  A very *occasional* beer is what I have usually! This here is whiskey!  Which I rarely *hic*, so there.  *HIC!*  And I bet you didn’t leave milk out for the lepers either.  But I did!!

There was a bowl of milk left in the corridor; your landlord stepped in it.  It was for lepers?  You have everything in this neighborhood, it seems.

Leper-khans and you know what I meant!  Why the hell did George have to step in my leper-khan milk?

Possibly because he was even drunker than you.

Well---good!  At least there’s someone in the *hic* who knows how to have fun on a holidog.  Holidoo.  Holiday! I’m committed to you experiencing all the holidudes!  Drink with me, Carse!

Thank you, your breath is doing quite well enough for me at the moment.  To taste something that awful directly is not in my immediate plans.

Oh, yeh? Well, fuck you!  Let me go, you big *hic* turd!  I didn’t *ask* to sit in your lap here!  Why do you haf to have a big stick up your butt all the fucking time?

Because you’re a sex maniac?  No, stay here.  You’re not capable of walking two feet at this point.  I’m sorry I said anything about your breath.  It was a good kiss.  A bit sloppy perhaps---why are you crying?

J-j-j-j-joke.  You actually made a j-joke!  And it was FUNNY!  Sex maniac---stick up your---Carse, I love you!!  You’re wonderful, fabulous, I adore you to pieces! Take me, I’m yours! Ha ha ha ha *HIC!!!!!*

Ah.  Well, calm down.  Leave your hand there, though.  Let me pour you another glass of this---stuff.  Perhaps it is not as void of redeeming qualities as I first thought---