IMWAN Go Braugh!

Can anyone tell me what a blarney stone is, and why would I want to touch it?

For some reason, all day, I've been quoting an old Tex Avery (I think?) cartoon where a bulldog with an Irish accent gets repeatedly walloped with a stick, until he grabs the attacker (possibly Tom the Cat), and shouts "Stawp hittin' me with thot She-lay-lee!".

What they don't tell you here is that the locals like to get rip-roarin' drunk, pee on the stone and then laugh their arses off as toursits come by the next day and kiss it for luck!

A wee bit o'the green for St. Patrick's Day 2006. This is from Adventures Into The Unknown 132:

And here I thought they left Ireland to get more beer, shows how much I know.

Robert K. Live from Austin

Are they running across the sky?

They sure are.

Is Shane O'Shea Denny O'Neil?

No. "Shane O'Shea" was one of the pen names regularly used by ACG editor Richard E. Hughes (who was the Stan Lee of ACG, if you will). A perfect one to use for this story!

Denny O'Neil was Sergius O'Shaughnessy.

I can't believe I didn't think until NOW---after St. Patrick's day is over----of changing my flag to the Irish tricolor. Oh the shame!

...and nobody mentioned the lil' St. Patrick's Day Egg I hid...

(and I didn't hide it in a hard place, either!)

I copied Linda. That's me, the copy leprechaun.

A lightning bolt right in the arse!

Is he throwing it, or is that the leprechaun's exhaust?

A wee bit o' green makes one a might gassy!

The green IMWAN logo? I liked it.

I'm reminded of Garth Ennis' JUDGE DREDD: EMERALD ISLE, in which an Irish extremist group declares war on the tourist trade of Ireland, which has had the lot of them living out that stereotypical Irish nightmare for generations.

Best line: "The device at the Guinness Brewery mysteriously fails to explode..."

Ennis always did have a soft spot for his liquor.

One day a man walked in a bar with a box. He sat down, opened the box and out popped a leprechaun. The man told the bartender, "I want a pint of beer and a shot of whiskey for my buddy here."

There was man sitting at the end of the bar watching all of this and, after the leprechaun drank his shot of whiskey, he ran down to the end of the bar and spit in the guy's face. Then he ran back.

The guy with the box said, "I'll have another beer and a shot of whiskey for my buddy here."

After the leprechaun drank his shot of whiskey, he again ran to the end of the bar and spit in the man's face, then dashed back.

The guy with the box ordered another beer for himself and another shot for the leprechaun. Again, the after the leprechaun drank his shot of whiskey, he ran down to the end of the bar. But this time the man was waiting for him and he grabbed the leprechaun and held him in the air.

He said, "If you spit in my face again, I'm going to cut your pecker off."

The leprechaun laughed and said, "Leprechauns don't have peckers."

Then the man said, "If you don't have peckers, then how do you pee?"

"By spitting," said the leprechaun.