Let it be known: The Irish are, in fact, surprisingly good for something. Not beer, mind you. Anyone who thinks Guinness is actually good probably grew up in a barn drinking pig slurry.
They're good at churches. And I found a lovely one, so have fun at your fucking hotel. If you need me, I'll be at St. Patrick's Friary, which was built when this miserable island still hated Catholics as much as I hate all of you.