Last night while I was celebrating with my friend Brian at a bar a guy came up next to me to order some drinks.

“Happy St. Patrick’s Day!”
“Actually, it’s St. Patricio, he was Italian.”
“Well, Happy St. Patricio’s Day then.”

A while later, he came up again and ordered some sambuca.

“Hey man, so are you Italian or something?”
“Damn right! 100 percent!”
“How’d you get such red hair?”
“My mom’s half-Scottish, half-Irish.”

I wonder if he tells people that he’s a “t’ird Irish” on Columbus Day.