Luck of the Irish

ZINGO! Idiot... Danny O'Leary... Owee! Make it stop! Tank... Dead flounder... Post-holer. Digging holes for posts. They had no idea he was dead... Antidisestablishmentarianist... So, I'm a racist because I'm human? Tell me, dwarf... who is the racist? This blood tastes like... blood...

The wheel spun... Banana... Hotdog waffle... Hold a moment... I'm trying to decide if I should be insulted. I mean, you solicit a mercenary and you do not even offer good quid? Dice... How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time. Diesel engine... Toothpick... Arthritis... Pork chop... These birds in my ears sing so prettily... This is the house of leaves. Here the memories begin. Now his only task was to Gruntled-ise ZINGO!.