March 17, 2008

Today Me Name Is Robbo O'Llama


I must admit that I pay just about zero attention to St. Patrick's Day anymore, not that I ever thought much of it to begin with, being the Scot that I am. However, for the second year in a row now, the middle Llama-ette was disappointed this morning to find that her leprechaun trap - set last evening - came up empty.

The Missus and the gels are away tonight on a little spring-break excursion and it suddenly dawned on me that a note left by a "leprechaun" in the gel's bed (and indeed, in all the gels' beds), might be just the ticket.

How does one say "neener, neener" in Erse?

Posted by Robert at March 17, 2008 02:19 PM | TrackBack

Our leprechaun forgot that he was supposed to come last night too. We told the kids that they sometimes come on the night of St. Patrick's Day. Now I need to figure out what to put in the trap, since I'm not leaving the ounce of gold my son is hoping he can make his fortune with.

Posted by: Jordana at March 17, 2008 05:31 PM

I've heard that a wee dram of Jameson's is the perfect enticement.

Personally, I prefer a nice single malt myself.

Posted by: rbj at March 18, 2008 01:38 PM