When I bartended at a country club (Killearn!), there was an old guy named Frank Gavigan whose son, named Danny, died in Vietnam. Sometimes the old farts would get drunk on a Friday night and start singing old songs. Inevitably, they'd sing 'Danny Boy' and Frank would start crying. They all got a big laugh out of it.
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Here's a pint of Smithwick's to ya. And Guinness. And Harp. And then its on to the Jameson's.
When I bartended at a country club (Killearn!), there was an old guy named Frank Gavigan whose son, named Danny, died in Vietnam. Sometimes the old farts would get drunk on a Friday night and start singing old songs. Inevitably, they'd sing 'Danny Boy' and Frank would start crying. They all got a big laugh out of it.
That's just sad.
This clip reminds me of SNL's old sketch wherein Frankenstein, Tonto and Tarzan sang Christmas carols.
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