[Kitsa]

I have no idea what the hell you're talking about.

I'm painting my finger- and toenails green. This is always one of the worst days for me because everyone assumes a redheaded person is Irish. I guarantee you I will here, "Guh-huh-huh, looka that red hair, you Irish?" or some variation thereof at least five or six times today.

I used to have an attitude and wear black. And I'd say, "If you pinch me, I'm punching you on Bastille Day." I've since matured to apathy.

Whatever, let them think I'm Irish if it makes 'em happy. I could oblige by being drunk, I guess.