St. Patrick's Day means different things to a lot of people. Some people view it as a religous holiday. You non-Irish folks can finally admit what you've all been thinking all year long...that you wish you were Irish. People can wear the tackiest green clothing in the world and not look out of place and you can drink to excess and have some fun, regardless of your heritage.
While I love all those aspects of the holiday, those have always been secondary since St. Patrick's day is also my little brother's birthday. He's coincidentally named Patrick. Too bad he wasn't born in December. Kwanzaa Riley would have been a cool name.
So Happy Birthday Pat. I love you Bro!
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