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Kiss Me, I’m Irish

Seriously, I am. The Italian is just in greater proportion. This morning when I got into my car to go to work, I discovered a surprise indubitably left behind by a mischievous fairy. The festive container was crammed with verdant confections that will most certainly be a source of tasty delight for days to come. Have I mentioned I love my wife?

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