I had an uncle on my dad's side...the Polish side...who owned a local tavern in our predominently Irish neighborhood. He was apt to get no little verbal abuse from the locals on March 17th. He was a very in-yer-face kind of guy so he began the practice of (I am not kidding about this) painting his...ahem...posterior kelly green on St. Patricks Day and proudly exhibiting it to anyone who came into his saloon and made a disparaging remark about his Polish-ness.

Life of the party, that guy!

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AA