I am a scary green-eyed monster...
I have a rule about not allowing anyone to pinch me, unless I'm sleeping with him on a regular basis. My "no-touchy" vibe keeps strange pinchers (and huggers...and inappropriate strokers...and hand-holders) away anyway.
Since I have green eyes, I'm immune to the St. Patrick's Day Pinch. Good thing, because nearly every single piece of clothing I own is black or gray. Just as an extra precaution, I decided to put this mermaid tattoo on the inside of my forearm.
Can't look me in the eye? You get the arm.
Maybe next year I'll get into why I'm ashamed of my Irish heritage. I feel like I couldn't be fair right now, as I watched a very loud, very long parade of drunken old people march down the street in the name of St. Pat in front of my office first thing this morning, after I threw down with a dozen stumbling bagpipers who were swilling devil juice in my parking spot. Want to fight about it? You'll have to wait until 2007.