I drank 45 Guinni last night

Taking part in the worldwide Guinness marketing event known as St. Patrick's Day, like a good bot I drank about 45 pints of Guinness last night. Amazingly enough, I was still functionable by the end of the night. I even got into a fucking hour long discussion outside my house with my Sudanese cab driver about world affairs. That was an intense conversation. Almost as weird as my meeting with Karl Rove. But I expected to wake up for work today looking like Shane in the previous picture, but instead I feel pretty good except that I have taken 5 charcoal-black dumps and it's not even lunchtime yet. Oh well, I'll drink to that.