BagPipes And Blue Bums
We got to the St. Patrick's Day parade, held last Sunday, bright and early at 10:00am. The parade started at noon and our spot was near the end of the route, meaning the parade wouldn't come marching by until 1:30 or so.
I stood up, turned around, and started my own parade - right back into the pub. Bummer.
We had our chairs, cooler, sandwiches, and beverages all ready to go. We alternated members of our group, some staying inside the pub to hold our place in the corner, some venturing outside to watch the parade. I was quite content sitting in the sun, watching the parade, and enjoying a beverage.
I love bagpipes and was glad to have a perfect view of the marchers.
Then a funny thing happened. The bright and festive colors of the parade suddenly began to fade into an ocean of blue.
Oh my eyes! Despite numerous requests to move, these bums of the SS Ahole remained firmly anchored in front of my chair.
Then a funny thing happened. The bright and festive colors of the parade suddenly began to fade into an ocean of blue.
I stood up, turned around, and started my own parade - right back into the pub. Bummer.
Comments
Oops did I get side-tracked? That whole wheelchair idea really is brilliant. And fun too. You can take turns riding later. Just sayin.
Oh and the A-hole that wouldnt move? I might have accidentally bumped th back of their knee. Just sayin.
Next time you go to a parade, just strap a gun to your leg, you know, real visible-like.
My grandad was the pipe major in his Scottish regiment, I was raised to the skirl of the pipes (grin).