The finest malt liquor one can find in corner stores. Only true savs find themselves drinking this treat from the Irish gods.
Tonight, we drink Mickey's and we will get drunk.
Bastard, with latin flair
that fuckin' bastardo just cut me off!
A type of stew made every Sunday by local bums down by the bridge. My grandpa and his friends throw rocks at and try to knock over the Mulligan Stew makers. Sometimes has carrots in it.
Mmmmm... there's nothing like Mulligan's Stew on a cool Sunday afternoon.
when someone tries to eat muffins but cannot
my mom made muffins and then I was muffing around.