tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post4693054222324900428..comments2023-09-26T04:56:13.105-07:00Comments on Guilty With An Explanation: Party's overheartinsanfranciscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-85842734726965808502007-03-19T15:38:00.000-07:002007-03-19T15:38:00.000-07:00Hilarious!Hilarious!alphawomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12788721975727895601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-60737901233041432972007-03-19T13:30:00.000-07:002007-03-19T13:30:00.000-07:00Lee,I always knew that guy would come to a bad end...Lee,<BR/><BR/>I always knew that guy would come to a bad end.<BR/><BR/>Lex,<BR/><BR/>Erin go belly up.heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-73892266149023355652007-03-19T12:34:00.000-07:002007-03-19T12:34:00.000-07:00Erin go braugh!Erin go braugh!Lexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10916250495361008108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-12925308859728330982007-03-19T11:59:00.000-07:002007-03-19T11:59:00.000-07:00So appropriate! Heehee!So appropriate! Heehee!Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14915252268400469774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-9069208289309158432007-03-19T10:59:00.000-07:002007-03-19T10:59:00.000-07:00Rhea,Paddy Wagon, indeed. Funny.Thanks for coming...Rhea,<BR/><BR/>Paddy Wagon, indeed. Funny.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for coming by. You have a great blog and you'll be seeing a lot of me over there.heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-65970736342780969922007-03-19T09:59:00.000-07:002007-03-19T09:59:00.000-07:00Call the Paddy Wagon! Now, move on. Nothing to see...Call the Paddy Wagon! Now, move on. Nothing to see here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-78034901947307954252007-03-19T09:33:00.000-07:002007-03-19T09:33:00.000-07:00Thomas,Go back to your houses...Thomas,<BR/><BR/>Go back to your houses...heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-533515294740983522007-03-19T09:25:00.000-07:002007-03-19T09:25:00.000-07:00Oh man, great image and I love your (few) words. P...Oh man, great image and I love your (few) words. <BR/><BR/>Poor chap. Nothing to see.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-45950161712744931672007-03-19T09:24:00.000-07:002007-03-19T09:24:00.000-07:00Genevieve,I'll check it out. I'm always looking f...Genevieve,<BR/><BR/>I'll check it out. I'm always looking for new authors.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for your visit, and please forgive the lack of accent over the "e" in your name; there must be such things under my keys but I don't know how to find them. Your blog gives me a wonderful opportunity to practice my bad French, which I understand better than I speak.<BR/><BR/>Olives,<BR/><BR/>I was also musing on possible symbolism, but then decided that someone just got tired of carrying it around with a drink, and scuttled him.<BR/>(Or didn't notice he was gone.)<BR/><BR/>Jali,<BR/><BR/>Oh, poooor Jali. I'm glad you stayed out of the road.<BR/><BR/>Judith,<BR/><BR/>You made me snort out loud. Is leprechaun blood green? <BR/><BR/>Bob,<BR/><BR/>Thanks!<BR/><BR/>Furious,<BR/><BR/>Let's not go there.<BR/><BR/>Mist,<BR/><BR/>Probably not what the Beatles had in mind when they sang "Do it in the road."<BR/><BR/>Sweet Pea,<BR/><BR/>Feeling the afterburn, are we? I don't do those things either, except for the pathological lying, of course, but I have other vices to sustain me.heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-11325476467527996332007-03-19T09:04:00.000-07:002007-03-19T09:04:00.000-07:00I've never felt that way...I have absolutely no id...I've never felt that way...I have absolutely no idea what that's like....I never indulge in stuff like that....I don't drink or smoke whatsoever...I'm also a compulsive liar...LittlePeahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17890731735785145148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-27338857697211644312007-03-19T08:39:00.000-07:002007-03-19T08:39:00.000-07:00Poor guy. I bet a lot of people felt like that th...Poor guy. I bet a lot of people felt like that the day after.mist1https://www.blogger.com/profile/15225983360910803121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-20071233043746126672007-03-19T08:33:00.000-07:002007-03-19T08:33:00.000-07:00I'm afraid to ask where the inflation tube is loca...I'm afraid to ask where the inflation tube is located on that irishman.furiousBallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11158133736035219163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-44405062577598476202007-03-19T08:08:00.000-07:002007-03-19T08:08:00.000-07:00EXCELLENT photo.EXCELLENT photo.Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13690660290319444722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-85800362606161193122007-03-19T07:05:00.000-07:002007-03-19T07:05:00.000-07:00I reckon it was a hit and run and theres some trun...I reckon it was a hit and run and theres some trunk stuffed with gold and dripping of leprachaun bloodJudithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307596339529823805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-26366468258591025792007-03-19T05:55:00.000-07:002007-03-19T05:55:00.000-07:00The image is EXACTLY how I felt all day on Sunday....The image is EXACTLY how I felt all day on Sunday.jalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06490498524551760791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-39712411743693103852007-03-19T05:24:00.000-07:002007-03-19T05:24:00.000-07:00funny. It truely is a photo with a thousand words....funny. It truely is a photo with a thousand words. I could talk of how representative the empty leprechan is, especially after a drunkfest or parade. Or I could talk of the fun the empty thing represents. So deep for a Monday morning - thanks.Pickled Oliveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01327480619332102067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-81583136643882396732007-03-19T03:12:00.000-07:002007-03-19T03:12:00.000-07:00About irish, I suggest a novel i am reading right ...About irish, I suggest a novel i am reading right now, Eureka Street, by Robert McLiam Wilson. Not P.C. at all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-29623159515102238872007-03-18T23:17:00.000-07:002007-03-18T23:17:00.000-07:00Jocelyn,I found him in the street and ran home to ...Jocelyn,<BR/><BR/>I found him in the street and ran home to get my camera. As they say, one picture is worth a thousand words.heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-2711232636897404262007-03-18T22:26:00.000-07:002007-03-18T22:26:00.000-07:00HAHAHA. I looked at that picture and thought, "It...HAHAHA. I looked at that picture and thought, "It really says enough. Although I will, I don't even need to scroll down and read any pithy things Hearts might have written about this hilarious photo." You apparently new that words weren't necessarily, as well.Jocelynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03227519811818290510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-71584149345984556082007-03-18T21:52:00.000-07:002007-03-18T21:52:00.000-07:00Jr,Evidently.Jr,<BR/><BR/>Evidently.heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-25530190518406430632007-03-18T21:50:00.000-07:002007-03-18T21:50:00.000-07:00Can a person really feel deflated?Can a person really feel deflated?JR's Thumbprintshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10479324326541901987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-77003952398012551722007-03-18T21:16:00.000-07:002007-03-18T21:16:00.000-07:00Michael,You think the luck of the Irish has its li...Michael,<BR/><BR/>You think the luck of the Irish has its limits?<BR/><BR/>Who knew?<BR/><BR/>Molly,<BR/><BR/>(Happy laughter here.)heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-14184210665287793252007-03-18T21:13:00.000-07:002007-03-18T21:13:00.000-07:00I guess he had no gallant policeman to see him saf...I guess he had no gallant policeman to see him safely across the street....mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-32889625362300394762007-03-18T20:47:00.000-07:002007-03-18T20:47:00.000-07:00I guess his luck ran out...;-)I guess his luck ran out...<BR/>;-)Michael Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18007864829010402376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29674249.post-39228349042773219442007-03-18T20:27:00.000-07:002007-03-18T20:27:00.000-07:00Hey, Spice!I'm so glad you're back. Cricket. Tha...Hey, Spice!<BR/><BR/>I'm so glad you're back. <BR/><BR/>Cricket. Thanks for clearing that up. Go, Irish!!heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.com