Strange concoction drawn up one night at the pubs, where we wanted an irish
car bomb but had
Molson instead of guinness.
In spite of this we persevered, and threw a shot of jameson into our mugs. It went down smoother than a
french girl with aids.
LOL, hey look joey, pass me a fuckin
irish car bomb? what, were
stupid drunk bastards? ok,
second cup bombs.
I'm feeling like a separatist today, i think i'll have a second cup bomb.