Thanks to Bornyo and Floofin for the humor.
You think of me a pot-bellied drunken Irish scumbag. Fine, believe what you want, I can't control your thought. To be honest, you are onto a track, I've gained a significant interest in the Irish gangs of the Five Points in NYC lately. It's an interesting read: some of us NYC Dead Rabbit scumbags were murderous. And some of us lived true to the gangster form from time to time. Call me when you find Willy Bulger, we'll split the money. Ahhh...that's "Bulger" not "Burglar," no matter what you say, DB is not him.
Floof, you're right, I drank myself silly...actually I didn't. I reserved a table at the Salt Cellar and had dinner and some drinks with some friends, so desgraciadamente, there were no Willie sightings in the Tempe jail, not since I was rung up for something a decade ago.
And Floof: the Bishop said it was OK to eat meat on a Lenten Friday...so long as you relented on something else...mine will be XPT. So thanks for being so supportive, maybe I'll see you on the other side of Easter.