It isn’t Thanksgiving until one of your family members throws a drink in your face before telling you how much they hate you. It isn’t Christmas until one of your kids calls you a bad parent because you didn’t buy them the right gift. And it surely isn’t St. Patrick’s Day until you pay a visit to the Crackhead Leprechaun of Mobile, Alabama! You see the leprechaun, so say YEAH!
And I know you’ve been searching all day for the perfect song to play during your St. Patty’s Day party (aka just you and your dog chilling on the sofa with a plate of green Twinkies) tonight. Well, search no more:
