You choose one person, alive or dead.
You choose one present for them, good or bad.
Who do you choose and what do you get them?
I’d get Damien Rice a life-support machine so I could take him off it.
You choose one person, alive or dead.
You choose one present for them, good or bad.
Who do you choose and what do you get them?
I’d get Damien Rice a life-support machine so I could take him off it.
An abacus for Bertie.
Though on second thoughts he’s had enough gifts for one lifetime.
I’d get the Spears sisters hysterectomies.
A brain transplant for Dubya.
I’d get the Spears sisters hysterectomies
haha.
Wouldn’t he have to have a brain first, Grandad?
I’d buy you a drink twenty, just sos i could take it off yer and drink it meself …. but its the thought that counts isn’t it?
a packet of Barrys teabags for bertie so he wouldn’t have to buy his own tea for a while
A big mac for Mary Harney.
I think the idea is to get them something they don’t want, Johnny5.
Perhaps the word ‘poisonous’ is missing from your comment.
Id get the receipts for Bertie and the rest of the cabinets dig outs and give them to the tribunal, then Id get developers,builders,estate agents and VI economists and banish them all to fuc**** spike island with no remission ever and 1 tent between the lot of them. Bastards
Maggie Thatcher-A room in the Grand Hotel Brighton (6th floor).
One more big mac will kill her, that’s my reasoning.
Surely you could save money by just getting her one wafer thin mint.
A grain of rice would be even cheaper with the same desired effect.
Its christmas. Down with all this hate.
Twenty, go out and buy a D. Rice album and give it
a listen, just for the season thats in it. You might like it.
Careful now
I would get Peadar his very own firing squad.
Time for pints. Laters.
I’d get Stephen Hawking a Nintendo Wii.
Cancer to everyone responsible for the mis-diagnosis of any woman or its cover up.
A conscience to Bertie.
Eternal flatulence to all you saps who voted FF.
Life-long dysentry to Barry Egan, Brendan O’Connor, Eoghan Harris and their ilk.
I’d get Stephen Hawking a Nintendo Wii. by Pete.
Fuckin brilliant :)
Anthrax parcels for all of Dail Eireann.
…..And for Twenty, Five.Gold.Rings. – one for each of your holes.
do you reckon the members of the dail are into Anthrax?
I prefer Slayer myself
Samantha, I think you’re a genius!
Personally, I’d give a dose of the worst, genital-burning, maddening itchy, weeping, incurable, puss-oozing clap, to the same people as Samantha!
Oh yes, STDs, the gift that keeps on giving!
A pair of balls for the pizza delivery man to replace the ones I shot off him for trying to mess with my missus. Except the balls would have to come from an HIV-infected rhesus monkey.
I would give Nanuk the results of the DNA tests.
I’d buy Heather McCartney a pogo stick.
And I’d buy myself a video camera.
“do you reckon the members of the dail are into Anthrax?
I prefer Slayer myself”
The ghost of Liam Lawlor walks the halls of the Dail singing
“I am the Law”
Mary Harney is a big Death and Cannibal Corpse fan.
Nah, I’d get Heather McCartney her very own plane.
And a razor for the other leg
The ghost of Liam Lawlor walks the halls of the Dail singing
“I am the Law”
haha
I’m off. Happy xmas all you cunts
i’d buy katherine thomas chlamydia . . . .
I’d buy Mr lardy arse Gore a bike. Hypocritical bastard telling me to curb my emissions. He with his fleet of cars, mansions and traveling everywhere by private jet, the cunt.
Spot on 20 – Ahern is the cuntish cunt that is currently cunting – but his balls are smashed now – just hope he is around to answer why Jim Mansfield Jnr ‘Dublin’s biggest coke and gear importer’ has been allowed to use Westdon airport as his own private durg route – is it because his daddy – Jim Mansfield senior is in to the lord of the cunts for a few large.
Frank Connolly
A trip to Columbia
I’d have got Saddam some weapons of mass destruction. Could’ve evened things up a bit…
Stuart Lobbock, a pair of of water wings, awight?
Tom Cruise – a door out of his closet.
Ok, this is addictive, plus Yippee is a right charmer…..
Life-long blindness to the RTE scheduling shmucks who think Celebrity Jigs + Reels is acceptable New Years Eve viewing
I’d get Fatmammycat that catsuit that Michelle Pfeiffer wore in the batman films.
Then I’d get her to walk about in it for a bit.
real slow
yeah
I bloody would an’ all.
classic
You are such a slut, Maroon, you slut.
Internet banking for B-Bertie with voice r-recognition software
Id like to give myself a new testicle after an unfortunate agricultural accident early on during the year …. shure it makes the levi’s easier to wear
I’d get a stripper for Ahmadinejad. And I’d get his wife a book. AND I’d shake her hand.
I’d get Gerry Ryan a big mac… and dangle it on a stick just slightly out of his reach. I wouldn’t want to watch though.
Get Sir Elton ten lords aleaping.
Oh, and I’d get you a pirate costume and a pet owl.
and a pet dwarf dolphin
I’d get Mother Theresa a facelift.
a years supply of Nicorette for TM,
It is the time for new Years REsolutions after all..
Happy Christmas
to one and all
I would give Barry Egan meningitis and some hair dye for that gross looking head of his.
I’d get Bertie a reality check if i didn’t think he’d try to cash it.
I’d give Mary Harney a bed in the Mater – public. Then see her shit herself and lose some of that unwanted fat.
Mr. Bojangles – a new dog.
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