"May peace break into your house and may thieves come to steal your debts. May love stick to your face, and may laughter assault your lips! May your clothes smell of success and may happiness slap your across the face and may your tears be that of joy. May the problems you had forget your home address! "The man on the horse is the person I get my wee bit of Irish from. My Grandpa Bones. Actually his names is Vernon, but everyone called him Bones. Don't really know why. He had dark, dark hair. He was tall and thin, and very un-Irish like. That is to say he had a quiet demeanor, but he was very very witty, you just had to be listening very carefully.
This little guy is the last in line. He doesn't have black hair or red anymore. He had a awesome time drinking green milk that the leprechauns left him last night. (His shirt says Lucky and Charming) I doubt his grandfather ever drank green milk from the leprechauns. But he did eat his cereal in the morning covered in coffee rather than milk.
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