Happy St. Pats!
For all those who are Irish or wish they were (which about covers it).
My Green Beer story: On St Paddy's Day my junior year of college, there was a party where they served green beer. I had one or twelve, and the next morning I woke up about five minutes before my first class. So I hopped into my clothes and headed off down the walkway. And noticed that everybody seemed to be staring at me. So I get to class and everybody there is kinda checking me out as well.
It wasn't until after the class that I found out why. The beer had been colored green with food coloring, which had gotten on my lips. Overnight, the color changed to black so it looked like I was wearing black lipstick--an early Goth!