The Mick Resurfaces NOW IF THE DAMN QUEEN WOULD ONLY GET HER ACT TOGETHER Pat O'Shaughnessy patos firstname.lastname@example.org
The Mick had worked hard all week and decided to turn in early to get ready for the parade the next day. He got his pillow and blanket and placed them on the bar. As he laid down his mind raced back to the meeting last weekend. The special envoy had been none other then Timothy Addergoole Ryan. He was one of the little people. For years he had harassed the british soldiers in Ulster with simple traditional tricks that the little people have been using for centuries. The British mess hall could not keep their dairy products from spoiling. He had even found a way to spoil the powdered milk and eggs. Nothing violent but very disheartening. His favorite trick was to corrupt their computer records screwing up their payroll and leave. The Mick smiled even the little people were into high tech. The Mick had learned nothing important from his message. Dublin had simply wanted to warn the brotherhood that SCAM was here and to be careful. The brotherhood was aware of that but it offered a good excuse for a grand celebration tomorrow. Bigger and better than ever. Timothy A. Ryan to be the guest of honor and Grand Marshall Of the parade
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