The O-Folk in Ireland!

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Blarney Castle Barb kisses the Blarney Stone

You can't go to Ireland and not kiss the Blarney Stone, right? I mean, there's something almost irresistable about puckering up and giving a warm, wet buss to a cold chunk of rock that several thousand people have already slobbered on, don't you think? Blarney Castle just happens to be along the road that we took on the way home, so we stopped in, climbed the stairs with a hundred other tourists, and planted our lips on the legendary stone. It's on the underside of the wall, so you have to bend way backwards and slide out through the hole that you can see daylight through in the photo of the castle wall.

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Dave kisses the Blarney Stone Sean kisses the Blarney Stone Tim kisses the Blarney Stone
And here we go! Tim ducked under there so fast that I barely had time to snap the shutter. There's a guy perched over the opening taking pictures of everybody and selling them at something like eight punt a shot, which is why you see the sign under our heads that reads 'Kissing the Blarney Stone.'

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