Last Kiss by John Lustig for March 17, 2014

If I didn’t have bad luck I’d have no luck at all.I even got a lump of coal in my stocking at Christmas.

The luck of the Irish

Would yez be after believin’ a putz of gold?

Size does matter, but your pot has nothing to do with THAT.

So this is Notta Von Tramp?

Where’s the link?

“Oh, it’s THAT big!

So I take it Erin didn’t go braless?

What? A woman that doesn’t want cash? What’s the world coming to?

Her Irish eyes are NOT smiling.

No way. She’s heard about the “wee” luck of the Irish.

(Do you know their history?!! Don’t tell me about the luck of the Irish.)

Congratulation to John and his wife on their 30 year anniversary!

O’Lustig?

Speak for yourself, sistah!

Wait until you see my shillelagh …

Huh. No wonder those kids are always after his lucky charms on the commercials.

Poor guy, maybe it’s the hat.

I think they’re playing mind games. The eye injury actually helps give them an All State 3rd Baseman and we have to read a comic version of Damn Yankees. What ever Lola wants, Lola gets.

Pot of gold? I said, bag of golden pot, like wow ya know…