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Céad Mile Fáilte my fellow BBRC Members!
For sure’n the Go n-éiri an bóthar leat when mixin’ with yer BBRC brothers and sisters for Third Thursday atPaddy Coyne’s.
Now ye know we’ll be havin’ a whale of a time. Suring there’ll be a bit of a hooley kicking off there – so saunter by about 4:00 to Sláinte your BBRC buddies on Thursday, July 20, 2017!
It’s all gonna be quare slán fun! Tim Leahy warbling Irish Folk Songs and “Salach Wayne” (McCaulley) demonstrating the finer points of proper pint quaffing!
Oh’n don’t you know it’s all a meeting make-up to boot – That’s a fret!
So’n there’s no need to sport a naggin, just get ye a Pint of Gat and a bottle of Bulmers to Sláinte your BBRC kin!
Thinking about skipping this one? Ah go way outta that, of course, ye will be there, don’t get arseways!
Erin go Bragh!
Your BBRC Fellowship Team
Fun Irish sayings
But the greatest love — the love above all loves,
Even greater than that of a mother…
Is the tender, passionate, undying love,
Of one beer drunken slob for another.
Health and a long life to you.
Land without rent to you.
A child every year to you.
And if you can’t go to heaven,
May you at least die in Ireland.
May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.
May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live.
Walls for the wind,
And a roof for the rain,
And drinks beside the fire —
Laughter to cheer you
And those you love near you,
And all that your heart may desire!
May those who love us love us.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.
It is the good horse that draws its own cart.
It’s easy to halve the potato where there’s love.
Now sweetly lies old Ireland
Emerald green beyond the foam,
Awakening sweet memories,
Calling the heart back home.
‘Tis better to buy a small bouquet
And give to your friend this very day,
Than a bushel of roses white and red
To lay on his coffin after he’s dead.
A wild goose never reared a tame gosling.
And of course:
If you lie down with dogs you’ll rise with fleas.