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St. Patrick

I do not wear green on St. Patrick's Day for I am Italian, not Irish.

My son is part Irish. He wore green today.

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The Watson's... said…
I'm hispanic and irish, so I wear green (at least a little bit). I hate, hate, hate being pinched!
Anonymous said…
I'm not Irish (I don't think so atleast)- but I wore green! Come on- I love any excuse to make fun food and watch Olivia and Ella be amazed at the "leprachan's" mess!

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