Because a strain of Clan Ponante came from the Emerald Isle, there are backwards impressions of my claddagh ring on many the nose of a shady affiliate program manager, and oft echo the words "Bring the shillelagh, Graminal" through the halls of Gram Ponante Towers, Estates, clover hatchery, Garda substation, colleen processing plant, and Waterford crystal meth lab.
So a friend asked if I weren't offended for the sake of my people that there was someone running around calling herself Chavon Taylor who screwed up the original Gaelic spelling of "Siobhan" for her nom de porn.
"I don't know," I said. "Show me a picture."
The picture came a moment later.
"SHE CAN DO ANYTHING SHE WANTS," I said.
Seriously: what have the Irish done for me lately?
Previously: Again with the Titties; As long as the first rule is Feed Her a Sandwich
See also: Lethal Hardcore Buy it
