Irish Foos Are Smiling

Before heading to the performance, they had a little time to kill, so Foo and friends found a fabulous Irish Pub nearby.

He loved finding this sign because the same thing is true with Foo. When he's smiling, he's ALWAYS up to something.

Drunk of the Irish

Foo was just walking along the streets and came across this very very very drunk irishman with a Hurricane. Foo might have ignored him, but the guy dragged him into Pat O'Brien's for a drink!

Long story short.... Foo had a mighty fine time and a few too many drinks, and ended up dancing on the bartop wearing nothing but this hat...

Foo vs. Rex: The Championship Battle

While at Keneally's Irish Pub, Foo met a friend named Rex. At first they got along just fine, laughing, talking, playing, and shooting the breeze.

But then Rex decided he could ride Foo, and jump on his tail. Foo was having none of that because Foo is not a pony.

The fight raged on and on, but Foo took the advantage and managed to pin his adversary to the ground.

Then he picked him up in his mouth for good measure to show the little dino tyke who was really the boss.

In the end, no one was seriously injured, and they became friends again, vowing never to treat the other badly again.

Into the Guinness Forest

Foo makes his way into the dark, frothy Guinness laden woods at Keneally's bar in Houston. There he found delicious pizza, good friends, and a very formidable foe....

Durty Durty Boy

After dinner, Foo found himself at a rowdy Irish pub on the riverwalk called Durty Nelly's where he frollicked Foo-fully among the peanut buckets 

He clearly made quite the mess on the table, but the waiter was very forgiving. 

After the mess was swept away, Foo enjoyed pints of good Irish beer while listening to his new piano-playing friend who sang "Sweet Home Chicago" just for him!