Irish and Loving It

This weekend was the only weekend in the entire year, when Scranton PA is actually on the map. St. Fucking Patricks Day. Maybe the greatest day of the year (if your Irish, and if your not screw you. unless your my friend then your alright). The day started started off abnormally Shovlin didnt have his camera, We then wondered around Scranton. On any other day of the year that would have been a bad choice because of all the crappy people that inhabit that city. But on St Patricks Day everyones Irish and everyone is happy. we continued to walk around the city bumping into people that we new. we then Purchased Cigars and smoked them under a statue of some famous dude. Then when we went to ConyIsland for some wieners. The Parade was winding down and we followed the wave of drunk college students to its epicenter court house Square. Tinks, Farleys Ect....... . next we went to the mall it was too crowded so we went home back to the summit.


We were at remicks house for a wile when I decided to fill a soda can with butane and then I Lit it and got burned. We then continued to do stupid things it was ST. Patricks day and I'm Irish so it was excused.
Next shovlin, bobby, Remick, MArtha, and I went to my family party they all left and Pete smith showed up with his family. so we were having a good time snow-ball fights and such. then shovlin got nailed in the head with a Piece of Ice(sorry). and went home not because of that but because of a prior engagement. the night was over and we went to the byrons. But My parents still had their Keg, so the party continued. not only did it last untill four in the morning last night, but it continued untill right now 10:37 in the evening. they finally Finished the Keg.
and Its not over I'll probably cellebrate it on the actuall Day.

So happy Fucking Saint Patricks day