…and not one of the candidates has promised to rid the country of Barry Egan or TV3. There’s a real fucking niche there for anyone who wants it.
…and not one of the candidates has promised to rid the country of Barry Egan or TV3. There’s a real fucking niche there for anyone who wants it.
And about 8 seconds after the election was called a minimum of three posters appeared on every lamp-post/telephone pole in the country……If I’d known I’d have been out with my sniper rifle.
the most multimedia irish election ever…oh i can’t wait to see these dusty old farts collide with the modern world in minute detail with it’s rolling news, and breathless breath by breath coverage.
I was out with my rifle. Got an old bull Fianna Fáiler, two PDs in pinstriped suits and a blue-shirted Fine Gaeler. Not a single Sinn Féiner though – those fekers have flak jackets.
Be part of the solution, Major!
Day after the Champions League Final….
Coincidence from the Man Utd fan? :-)
R
The PD’s came canvassing this after noon, and I told them I’d vote for them if they would send me a signed picture of Mary Harney working herself off with a pickshaft, they said they didn’t want votes from know all fuckers, so I’m going to vote for Sinn Fein because their representative said she could get me a video of Martin McGuinness giving Gerry Adams a blowjob in Ian Paisley’s drawing room, now that is proof that the Irish have come a long way!
Big question will be: Will Blogorrah be supplying little banners with “Cheeky Little Devil” for every Bertie poster out there?
Yesterday morning I was informed by Marian Finucane over the airwaves that the election had been called. At least I was somewhat prepared for what was to come next…as I went to open my window there looking in at me was a giant picture of a po-faced Michael McDowell. He’s propped up on a Telegraph pole outside my window obscuring my view of Harold’s Cross Road. By tea-time Sinn Fein’s Daithi Doolan had taken up residence outside my window too…the injustice!!