I was reading an
article last night about fathers and sons, and memories came flooding back of
the time I took my son out for his first drink.
Off we went to our
local bar, which is only two blocks from the house.
I got him a Guinness
Stout. He didn't like it - so I drank it.
Then I got him a Murphy's; he didn't like it either, so I drank it.
Then I got him a Murphy's; he didn't like it either, so I drank it.
It was the same with
Beamish and O'Hara's and Kilkenny.
By the time we got
down to the Irish whiskey....
I could hardly push
the stroller back home
H/t to "Murray"!
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