I was a wee bit homesick for Ireland. Let’s call this one, “Guinness, Dear Guinness.”
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I was a wee bit homesick for Ireland. Let’s call this one, “Guinness, Dear Guinness.”
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Yes. I hope someday to go and see more of Ireland and fewer golf courses.
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LOL… xxx
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I think Studly made one of his frowns at that fewer golf courses statement!
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He doesn’t read my blog. We can say whatever we like here!
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