Apparently, the denizens of the Internet have diverse opinions about the true identity of the patron saint of drunks. Some cite Saint Don Juan Kerenyi de Torres del Ussura. Others say it is St. Martin of Tours. Others still say St. John of God, or St. Monica.
With all this diversity of opinion, I think AAD should slice through this folderol and devise its own calendar of saints, each one a patron of drunkards. That they do not exist and never did ought not to be a blot upon their bona fides.
The redoubtable Mr. Wu must, of course, be admitted at once. But I am sure there are others.
For instance, St. Mick of Montmorency, an Irish saint, whose martyrdom was sealed when he found a 100 pound note in the gutter and a pub across the street. (Note: only the 100 pound note was unusual.) He managed to drink himself to death, but ironically, only as the barkeep was making up a tab for the 168 pounds worth of pints he had personally consumed, plus another 6 pounds for the pints he had stood for a stray dog that had wandered in.
― Aimless (Aimless), Wednesday, 14 June 2006 19:37 (eighteen years ago)
what a great man, so kind and caring towards animals. he even died for them (sort of.)
― ((Censored)) ((Censored)), Thursday, 15 June 2006 17:14 (eighteen years ago)
How many pints did he impersonally consume, though?
― M. White (Miguelito), Thursday, 15 June 2006 19:44 (eighteen years ago)
Just the two the dog quaffed, plus a bit of spillage when God called him home.
― Aimless (Aimless), Thursday, 15 June 2006 22:29 (eighteen years ago)
As a Cornishman I feel well qualified to answer this question. Now, the Irish may feel that they have the drinking plus annoying hats market cornered with their single paltry St Patrick, but as we Cornish have no fewer than
seventeen patron saints I think we have them beaten as soundly as the lowliest curs. I try to celebrate each cornish saints day each year. I have as yet to hold down a steady job. There may be a connection.
― Matt (Matt), Thursday, 15 June 2006 22:57 (eighteen years ago)
eight months pass...
Whyever not. FOR SOMEONE NEEDS MUST DO SUMMAT.
Are we not (insert value)? Hurley?
Sod shouting into the void for a lark, I'm going the pub.
― Matt, Friday, 2 March 2007 12:59 (eighteen years ago)
also, remind me of the name of the great father of AAD. the one from whose thigh lynskey sprang full grown and well lathered.
― hurley, Saturday, 3 March 2007 04:02 (eighteen years ago)
Wu (aka Beardsley), Jacob.
― Aimless, Saturday, 3 March 2007 04:21 (eighteen years ago)
St Piran's day, incidentally, was the fifth of March. My Cornish head still aches.
― Matt, Friday, 9 March 2007 10:20 (eighteen years ago)
Just wear the Manx one, then, Matt.
― Michael White, Friday, 9 March 2007 16:24 (eighteen years ago)