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So, Wu, Elissa, Malachy and I went to the Irish Festival yesterday, in North Wildhood. It was alright, just Way too many people there. We sat in a big ass tent and drank some Harp and Guinness. We also saw some old guy fall over drunk as hell...it was too funny. Then we came back here, put the boy to bed, Brad came home, and we drank some more beers. I was trying to get Jamie and John Faulkner shirts, but there wasn't any to be found. And all the other shit they were selling was mad expensive.