Bank holiday announcement
Please note that as today is a bank holiday the blog will be operating a Sunday service. This normally consists of no post whatsoever but as a gesture of goodwill I feel a post advising there’ll be no post is appropriate (if a little confusing).
Refusal to post has nothing to do with hanging one on in Ron’s last night and playing that ‘Who can sink a bottle of Jameson the quickest?’ game that is sweeping the nation. Nothing at all.
Still, seeing Dirty Dave vomit out of his nose, into a pint glass and then drink it all again was worth it. What am I saying? It wasn’t, it was disgusting. He even chewed some of it.
I need to lie down again.
October 29th, 2007 at 10:18 am
lazy cunt.
October 29th, 2007 at 10:48 am
Ah, this post brings a whole new meaning to the idea of a holiday skeleton service. It is also very much a bank holiday post in the sense of Cockney rhyming slang.
October 29th, 2007 at 11:12 am
You didn’t lie down for long!
October 29th, 2007 at 11:35 am
I didn’t lie down at all. I lied.
October 29th, 2007 at 11:47 am
Ed Byrne is running in the Dublin marathon, now, there’s a chance to do something for Irish comedy!
October 29th, 2007 at 11:48 am
You can’t take bank holidays off, you’re running an international service here.
I once saw a guy vomit into his pint of Guinness, stare contemplatively at it for a few minutes, then proceed to drink it. It was the second most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen. The entire pub was dry-heaving.
October 29th, 2007 at 12:28 pm
I hope Ed Byrne keels over and dies. In fact I hope all the marathon runners do.
http://skinflicks.blogspot.com/2007/10/kill-off-marathon-cult.html
Oh, and 20, you misspelled announcement. Bank holiday skiving is no excuse for poor spelling.
October 29th, 2007 at 12:47 pm
Bank holiday? I demand a united Ireland right now. I want a bank holiday. Oh hold on that would mean I would be getting my arsed kicked at work. Fuck that, carry on…
October 29th, 2007 at 12:59 pm
Yeah well, if you couldn’t be bothered filing a post I sure as fuck won’t waste my time making a comment.
So there.
October 29th, 2007 at 2:32 pm
Chunky nose vomit – mmm – was that the taste test between shreddies and tescos malt cereal??
October 29th, 2007 at 2:53 pm
AHA, my nemesis. At last we meet. En Garde!
October 29th, 2007 at 3:00 pm
Good news, Bad news,
Good news, Dana has brough out a new record and she dosen’t sound any worse than she ever did.
Bad news, she’s brought out a book to compete with yours for the Christmas number one position next the Yule Log!
October 29th, 2007 at 3:23 pm
I once witnessed a mate laugh a chip through his nose.
October 29th, 2007 at 4:26 pm
I saw someone laugh custard through their nose once.
October 29th, 2007 at 4:33 pm
That’s pure abuse of jameson, ya disrespectful bastard!
October 29th, 2007 at 4:46 pm
my mate snorts tequila
October 29th, 2007 at 5:31 pm
Ron’s contribution to Dublin Culture Night 2007 ?
October 29th, 2007 at 6:03 pm
The maggot in the tequila bottle ?
October 29th, 2007 at 6:04 pm
There was an article about you in the Sunday Times yesterday.
I imagine you’re busy framing it today.
That paper’s really gone to the fucking dogs…
October 29th, 2007 at 6:13 pm
I saw that, OFTR. Have it framed, laminated and 50 back-up copies of the paper.
Quality publication that Sunday Times. It really is.
October 29th, 2007 at 8:38 pm
B****k Bastarde.
White Bastards.
Fuucken P***ys.
I comm herre 1 weex nou.
October 29th, 2007 at 8:59 pm
You stupid twats. Read these posts. Only us English can correct your mess…..Bunch of thick Bog Swimmers you are….THICK! Once again, I will be in Dublin in a few weeks. I will be singing in your pub soon.
Proud Englishman
October 29th, 2007 at 10:08 pm
Ere’ Twenty wots he proud of that engleesh cunt ?
October 29th, 2007 at 10:10 pm
No idea. I’d like to see him come to Ron’s for a pint.
Wait. No I wouldn’t, the witless clit.
October 29th, 2007 at 10:28 pm
Ere’ Groucho wot you onabout you caunt?
October 30th, 2007 at 12:36 am
Caro, for fuck’s sake, don’t leave me in suspenders…what was the MOST disgusting thing you ever saw in a pub?
October 30th, 2007 at 1:18 am
I regularly see a man in my local inject Guinness into his own stomach with a big veterinary syringe..
October 30th, 2007 at 4:01 am
About 5 or 6 years ago I ate 2 packs of rashers, 2 packs of sausages, a black and white pudding and 6 eggs in a whole french stick for the lads entertainment. By half way through I was really strugglign but i managed to get it all down me for about 5 seconds and then proceeded to puke the lot right back up in the back garden. My friend’s dog Buttons (a little rat of a thing) started nibbling away at my puke which we all thoght was hillarious at the time. What wasnt so funny was that 3 days later poor Buttons had a stroke from all the grease – not good for dogs apparently. To this day Buttons walks with his head hangign down to one side because of it.
October 30th, 2007 at 5:07 am
announcement? looks fine to me Carol. If ur gonna nit-pick find some real knits..
October 30th, 2007 at 10:10 am
He edited it, Rory, dahling. Constant updating, that’s the power of the interweb, doncha know.
October 30th, 2007 at 10:20 am
I did edit, some fine sub-editing JC.
October 30th, 2007 at 12:02 pm
I doff my imaginary tinfoil hat to your ineffable sub-editing ability, 20.
October 30th, 2007 at 12:41 pm
Imaginary. I believe you, thousands wouldn’t.
October 30th, 2007 at 6:51 pm
Clit is a seriously underused word these days.
October 30th, 2007 at 9:54 pm
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