top o' the afternoon to ye
an' before ye head down to the pub for a pint o' the good stuff, ye'd best brush up on the lyrics to "danny boy". an' if ye've been livin' in a cave an' don't know how te make a car bomb, pour a shot glass half full o' irish whiskey an' half full o' bailey's, drop it in a pint (or a ha'pint if ye've got a small gullet like me) o' guinness, and pour it down yer gullet.