I mean, come on, man… (No Norn Iron, let alone republic of Ireland, ‘Irish’-Americans are too annoying)
T’was not until the early 19th century when yer dialects and identity were separated…
I mean, come on, man… (No Norn Iron, let alone republic of Ireland, ‘Irish’-Americans are too annoying)
T’was not until the early 19th century when yer dialects and identity were separated…
Oh no b’rer fox, please don’t send me to the island where the sun doesn’t hurt and it never gets above 80F
Every time I walk outside and the sunlight hits my skin I’m reminded of the sins of my ancestors who never should’ve come this far south. One look at me and it’s obvious I evolved to live on a cold damp island where vitamin D is hard to come by