i descended from a long line of irish until college when someone i worked with noted the swedish spelling of the family name. suddenly i was the only member in this long line of swede's who had the goal of visiting the emerald island as if i belonged to it.
rather than become jaded surrounded by all these boasting their irish heritage, i take refuge in knowing i do not have to live up to making barmbrack and get by with coloring kraft mac-n-cheese green instead.
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i have nothing witty to say here, but i think it's fun when other people do.