At one point it seemed like everybody was holding a Guinness everywhere in Ireland

We were in “Ireland,” yes, the Emerald Isle, for nine short but glorious days divided almost equally between Belfast and Dublin. Glorious… Divided… These words didn’t just pop into my head, but that’s a different story. Among the many common denominators, Guinness!

An airplane doodle…

Squint and you’ll see they’re enguinnessed.

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