From somewhere around teatime this afternoon till next Wednesday morning, people will be celebrating their inherent greenness.
Saint Patrick's Day is next Tuesday.
The parade is tomorrow.
In consequence thereof, sane individuals will be circumspect.
Polk Street is not the habitation of the sane.
Envision "Lepre-Con".
I am NOT looking forward to scattered clumps of bros and their various appalling smells.
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