Not unsurprisingly, it takes more time to explain this than it takes someone to pinch you.
It occurs to me now that I may have just pissed my mom off shortly before this (I was a teenager, par for the course, ya know), and it may have been a revenge plot of some sort.
LOL... I hated being pinched so much, I got a shamrock tattooed on my foot. PINCH ME AND FACE MY WRATH!!!
ReplyDeleteI always wear a little orange when I wear green because I really hate that the American Irish have made this a mandatory "holiday" in the states. Europe? No St. Patty's Day there - and no pinching.
ReplyDeleteI really like the boobs on your cartoon teenage self. They're pointy. :D
ReplyDelete*dies laughing* Sounds like something my mother would have done to me had I gotten on her bad side the day before.
ReplyDeleteI usually painted my fingernails green for the day. That way if I woke up and say ripped something green I was going to wear in the process of putting it on half asleep, I wouldn't worry about it.
Totally wore an orange sweater in 5th grade for St. Patty's and explained to anyone who would listen how it was legit (there is orange on Ireland's flag, isn't there?). I was a total nerd even back then.
ReplyDeleteI always had a "you pinch me, I punch you" philosophy about St. Patrick's Day. I only had to really haul off on one person before the kids at my school took me seriously. :)
ReplyDeleteI was also of the "touch me and the part that touches me will be physically separated from your body" bent. I never actually had to do it, though. People just took my word for it. Maybe because I seemed like I had planned it in advance, maybe because I was carrying hedge clippers. Dunno!
ReplyDeleteI'm a firetruckin' awesome redhead with blue eyes, pale skin, freckles and a fake Irish accent that I unleash on anyone who annoys me. I usually end up wearing green socks or something and punching whoever pinches me.
ReplyDeleteYep, us pesky Protestants don't wear green, we wear orange. And also punch people.
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