Posts tagged ‘Beer’
Chicago is a green city – at least on St. Patrick’s day. The celebration starts when the river is dyed green which is followed by a parade.
People dressed in green gather in bars drinking green beer overlooking the green river. As they drink, their inhibitions drop and they start to sing. As the luck o’ the Irish has it, this is the perfect lead-in to today’s Fractured Cliché.
Fractured Cliché: When Irish guys are smiling
Correct Cliché: When Irish eyes are smiling
Technically this isn’t a cliché, it’s the beginning of a song. However, if the Fractured Cliché was a song, I envision it would go something like this:
When Irish guys are smiling,
You can hear the angels sing.
In the midst of drunken laughter,
It’s just the beer talking.
May the farce be with you!