Stories tagged “irish”
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A Bit of Conversation
“I’m gonna need some help with the peelin’, Ms. Celia. Hope y’don’t mind starchy hands.” “With your conversation, not a bit.” The pile of skins grew quite rapidly between the two, chatting about this &...
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Irish Bonnets
I am huge and heavy with the new baby growing inside. My first child, a boy by the ultrasound! I have everything ready and just getting the new baby layette. I reach for a really dear looking bonnet and it is snatched from my hands before I really get ...
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Just a guy after all
She was beautiful. The way she swung her hips back and forth, her soft brown hair and eyes contrasting with white skin, the Irish lilt with which she spoke when she ordered her coffee. I wanted to just bask in her glory, but who was I do that? I was, a...
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You Can Lie to Your Friends... But Never to Your Bartender
All I could do was stir things up. Sometimes that was the best way to get answers. Shake up the scenery and see what comes crawling out. I pushed on the door and entered O’malley’s. It proclaimed itself to be an Irish Bar of Great Tradition...
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Bloody Sunday
Jeers filled the air along with rocks and whatever other objects the protestors could find. The black and tan clad soldiers stood resolutley at the other end of the square, accepting any blow without the slightest break in discipline. One man shimmied ...
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To Come and Gamble at Boston's Favorite, Molly's
I was a regular Saturday night crowd at Molly’s pub.Molly’s is a very popular bar in the heart of Boston. Nothing screams great time like a true Irish Guiness or an American Budweiser.It was 9 o’clock on this particular Saturday, and ...