I should know better
Posted on | March 3, 2008 | 145 Comments
There comes a time in an evening when you can go one of two ways. You think ‘Ok, I’ve had enough. It’s quite late. I should go home’, or you think ‘More booze’.
I suspect that my brain is hardwired to go the ‘more booze’ route every single time.
When the choice is ‘no more booze’ or ‘more booze’ then the thirst for gin kicks in.
But what’s with bars in the city centre and Sunday night? What a pack of early closing cunts. Was in one bar, the girl came over and said ‘Last orders’ and I said ‘But it’s only 10.45′ and she said ‘So sorry last orders’ so we ordered more drinks then they served us the drinks then almost as soon as they did that they tried to get us to leave the place. One of the lounge staff even took to hovering around the table as if to make us drink quicker. I thought that was very rude indeed so I asked him kindly to stop hanging around like a paedophile outside a primary school and he seemed to take umbrage at the suggestion that he should fuck off and let us finish our drinks.
And so many of the bars are closed. And where are all the people? I always remembered Sunday night in town as a fairly busy night but it was quiet. Anyway, the point is lounge staff who hang around your table to make you ‘drink up’ need a good glassing to put them in their place. They’d think twice about doing it if they had a 17″ scar running down the side of their face.
But they’re not the biggest cunts of all. The biggest cunts of all are the sly cunts who think they’re getting one up on you when they’re so painfully transparent and witless. Those are the cunts. They’ll get theirs.
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March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:49 am
“The biggest cunts of all are the sly cunts who think they’re getting one up on you when they’re so painfully transparent and witless.”
Vague, agressive and crude, sounds like drunken ranting.
Who are you referring to?
It’s a bit early to be drinking gin no?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:49 am
It’s never too early for gin.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:51 am
I like the third policeman reference in da buke Twenty
March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:56 am
At least here the barstaff resort to lurking annoyingly. I was shocked and dismayed to discover that in England they take the drink away after the 20 minutes designated drinking-up time.
At least they tried to.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:57 am
heh, cheers, Thrift.
They take the drink away?! What madness is this?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:03 am
“The biggest cunts of all are the sly cunts who think they’re getting one up on you when they’re so painfully transparent and witless.”
Could this be a reference to a certain journalist?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:04 am
It works on many levels, Sinead.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:06 am
just what do these miscreants deserve – a proper job? or less objectional clientele.
Were you drinking champagne?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:08 am
If you are within a Javelin throw of DAme street you are fucked in regular closing time pubs, but Thomas reids/oak opens till 1 on sundays I think (or is it thursday) but Four Wank lane opens till 2 every night, I think?? Capitol is always an option for late night revelry… I could go on…
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:10 am
bought the third police man the other day when i couldnt get The Book
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:11 am
Who was that big fucker at the awards, the one with the beard, yellow blouse, two carrier bags, washer womans hands, and a dirty raincoat thrown over his arm?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:12 am
The normal Sunday hour is 11.30 is it not? Do you go to the pub every night? does your wife not kill you.
well done with the awards.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:14 am
Dublin, the city that never sleeps!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:16 am
11.00 sunday
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:26 am
In Scotland they are generally more civilised about drinking up times etc. When I first moved to England I near caused a fight when some stranger went to lift my unfinished pint only to find out that this was normal behaviour from bar staff.
There is actually a designated drinking up time in English licencing laws.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:26 am
You should have fucking smacked lounge boy in the head with one of your new dvd players.
Less scarring, but a more satisfying clunk.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:33 am
Never thought of that.
And remember omlette and serrano ham sandwich. It’ll get you through the tough times.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:34 am
Twenty, how do you react to the review of your book in Saturday’s Irish Times?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:37 am
I think it’s fantastic.
He said it was the worst book he’d ever finished. He failed to finish any of Ross O’Carroll Kelly’s books. Therefore it must be far better than them. And if that translates into sales then I’ll be very happy indeed.
To be fair though, it’s not for everyone. And the people it’s probably not for the most are book reviewers.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:40 am
And the one in the culture section of the Sunday Times?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:42 am
Top of the morning to you Major. Somebody somewhere needs a solid glassing.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:48 am
I think that reviewers of most things are cunts, they seem to think that their opinion is better than everyone elses. Well fuck them…I think that Zadie Smith writes pure unadulterated shite, thats my opinion and fuck the Whitbread judges for voting it best first book. I have been to the Ivy restaurant and I personally think it was overpriced poncey pish, shove that up your fat arse Winner. I also think anything written by Dan brown legitimises the burning of books.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:49 am
And the one in the culture section of the Sunday Times?
I think that it’s a bit rich coming from somebody whose own contribution to the Irish blog scene is to just repost her Sunday Times articles.
Couldn’t give a fuck what she thinks about the book but to dismiss the whole Irish blog community as ‘philistines’ is fucking poxy. Maybe she’s looking for a bit of publicity, John Waters style.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:56 am
They are just a shower of tedious begrudges Twenty. I’m sure it is nothing to do with the torrent of abuse you give the mainstream media such as the Times and the Indo. No, definitely not payback for that, they are so childish. Grant it is not for everybody but come on now it is fairly obvious they would have criticized it anyway. I have given the book to five people to read, an electrician, a financial adviser, a sub editor and two fully-fledged members of the Monday and they all said they thoroughly enjoyed it. Not that my opinion counts for much but as I am sure you well know had any of them or indeed myself thought it shit I would have had not qualms about relaying negative opinions.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:56 am
Monday Club*
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:58 am
What the Jesus is the Monday club?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:09 pm
It’s full of Bob Geldofs
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:16 pm
All the reviewers in the Sunday Times seem to hate whatever it is they’re reviewing – and I mean entire genres of the arts. Cinema critics hate all movies, book critics hate bookss, food critics hate restaurants. Always for pretentious reasons.
Only exception seems to be the fine art fella. He likes everything. For pretentious reasons.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:20 pm
By the way twenty, a tazer is more fun than glassing somebody. Nothing better than watching some fuck having a fit on the ground in front of you, then shittin himself. He wont bother hovering around tables after a 10K volt sandwich….
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:21 pm
They don’t go to work on a Monday, they go to the pub. I would have thought you would have been familiar with that term, not saying that your in it mind. Seriously though slating a person’s first book, I hate that and another thing how often so you see the likes of the Times berate a debut author? You don’t really so they can go and fuck off with themselves. In fact I am gonna start buying the Sun and the Star, at least you know what you are getting before you buy it.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:29 pm
These toads in the Sunday Times magazine yesterday actually annoyed me too. One such fuckwit was slating Glen Hansards acceptance speech for saying “make art”.
Yon reviewer basically tried to analyse what art is to prove that Glen was being a hypocrite for using the (wanky) phrase.
Now I know Glen will probably go even redder than usual looking back the speech but sure at least it was off the cuff whereas she gets paid for writing such dross. Grrrr
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:30 pm
Do the Dublin barmen still shout
“RIGHT nowladeesngentlmnhavyanohoomstogtowevegottocloseupnow-PLEASE!” at closing time?
I miss that.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:34 pm
Barmen from the country still shout something like along those lines, never heard it in dublin though.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:35 pm
Do the Dublin barmen still shout
“RIGHT nowladeesngentlmnhavyanohoomstogtowevegottocloseupnow-PLEASE!” at closing time?
Haven’t heard that in years. Plus most of the barmen I encountered last night were Chinese. Not sure how well it’d work with that accent.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:43 pm
I went to Wales once, and the pubs shut 8pm on Saturday evening. Bollocks, I say. Bollocks.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:46 pm
I went to Wales once
Serves you right then.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:47 pm
They used to stop serving booze in Nightclubs in Inverness at dead on midnight on Saturday. This was to placate the “Wee Frees” who didn’t approve of Sunday Drinking. They actually didn’t approve of doing anything on Sunday except maybe burning Catholics.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 12:57 pm
The other thing with the Chinese barmen is a lack of a sense of humour.
Now when I’m sober I can appreciate just how many times they have heard ‘number one son, bring food’, but when I have libated a little I think it is unreasonable of them to take umbrage so.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:29 pm
Best barman call I ever heard was in The Auld Chinaman;
“We have yer money, now FUCK OFF!!”
God I miss that place.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:30 pm
Its true that foreign barmen dont realise that it is our birthright as an Irish person to receive a “late one” in any pub you have spent more than a tenner in.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:34 pm
Most of the pubs in Dublin are owned by shrewd clever men, are managed and run by upstart shithouses, to serve self important gobshites!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:34 pm
A couple of things twenty
1st – Gin makes you mad – fact
2nd – the TV reviwer in the Irish Times stated that the Paul Williams TV show is a “must see”. ???? What the fuck – I used to think the Irish Times was ok’ish. Paul Williams level of investigative journalism is to ask a cop his opinion and print iyt as fact – I FUCKING DTEST PAUL WILLIAMS since he wrote a headline “KDrowned trying to save a scumbag” – williams is a shit
3rd – I’m reading “At swim two birds” and de book.
4th – Didn’t notice the review of de book in IT
5th – The Sunday Times is an MI5 mouthpiece – don’t believe anything you read in it – don’t buy it.
6th – On Friday I’m ordering 5 more of de bbook as gifts
and finally – having just come back from a week in the hilton in berlin I can honestly state that this city is a miserable fucking shithole.
happy monday to one and all; I’m depressed.
itchybollix
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:38 pm
Not wishing to come over all pedantic like, but I make that three couples of things.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:39 pm
The Auld Chinaman…we used to get so wasted there on Guinness and 10 spots..
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:40 pm
Jeezus itchybollix, that means I know you! I used to live in the Auld Chinaman.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:42 pm
Berlin is a strange old place, Itchy.
The worst hash I ever bought in my life was in the Chinaman. I think it was some kind of calcified bone.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:51 pm
Where was this Chinaman place and why have I never heard of it?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:55 pm
But Twenty, The Auld Chinaman was nothing short of Heaven. Cheapest drink in town, and you could get your hash and smoke it there. Not to mention the best jukebox in the whole world, ever. And the way you could get a young lad to run up the road to Burdocks for Fish ‘n’ Chips. (I’m crying, typing this.)
A bit intimidating for non-regulars I admit, but we were all fucking paranoid, what with being within spitting distance of Dublin Castle, and permanently stoned.
I gave up going out to the pub when it closed. If anybody knows of a Dublin pub that’s anywhere close to the description I’ve given, please, please tell me where it is.
Sorry to hear you got stung there Twenty, but believe it, it wasn’t the norm.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:56 pm
Must have been a good weekend J5 you have lost your “y”
March 3rd, 2008 @ 1:58 pm
Oh, that was a once off, Monkey. It was a good place the rest of the time….
A bit intimidating for non-regulars I admit,
It was a bit.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:00 pm
Welcome Johnn5! Nice to see a new face.
The Auld Chinaman was on Little Steven Street. Where the fuck was that? If you were to go up Georges Street, take a right just as you get to Auinger Street. It’s been gone for a few years now, and I’m too stoned to work out how many.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:05 pm
Aungier Street that is
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:14 pm
That Johnn5 is some cunt.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:15 pm
Takes one to know one
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:19 pm
Your ma
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:33 pm
OK then, if anyone can name a Dublin pub that’s even remotely like the Chinaman, I’ll meet you there tonight and give you my copy of The Book.
I am that desperate.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:35 pm
The Padraig Pearse. shall we say 5 o clock?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:37 pm
Are you serious? I’m serious.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:49 pm
I’ve never been more serious.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:49 pm
this sounds pretty serious.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:52 pm
Seriously serious even
March 3rd, 2008 @ 2:53 pm
How many of the following apply;
Cheap drink?
Smoke-friendly?
Top-notch jukebox? (Please define)
A young lad who’ll go to the chipper’s for you and rob your change?
It’s on Pearse Street, isn’t it?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:02 pm
Hurry up with the answer if you want me to make it by 5pm. I have to shave me arse.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:03 pm
george bernard shaw. pitchers of buckfast, graffitti, chemical friendly and many the street pharmicist willing to fill your party perscription
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:04 pm
you dont need the lad to run to burodcks for you now, as in most city centre pubs now you could order a free range chicken and truffle oil, kumquat of, seared and dipped, flambeeyed on ciabatta ….ah… sandwich type thing..
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:04 pm
“george bernard shaw”
It stinks like a tramp’s arsehole in there though.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:05 pm
what about that one on thomas street…
mcGruders
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:06 pm
Right, I’m gonna get out of bed. As soon as someone else can back that up.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:07 pm
monkey! how are the million monkeys coming along??
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:07 pm
Hey, the controversy and mixed reviews over your book is good, I’m going to read it now because I want to see if it’s crap or good. Can’t trust anyone elses opinons, everyones got hidden agendas. Scaryduck, the pubs in Wales shut preeetty early, but not all of them, there is one in Bangor that shuts whenever the last person wants to stop drinking, except the owner is a bit odd and goes around saying “I like the bums, boys, girls bums, I just love the bums, walk up the stairs now, lets see your bums”.
Nothing wrong with going to Wales! Whoever up there gave it a diss! It’s awesome and you will feel the wrath this Saturday on le pitch.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:08 pm
I thought the screwdriver was the weapon de jour.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:10 pm
green,
I like the Bertie-shopping
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:12 pm
SAm Crea, I am not proud of what the million monkey’s did. Less said about it the better.
It’s there, but going nowhere.
Monkeys are too lazy.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:12 pm
Monkey when your there are you gonna ask a lad to get you the chips from burdocks and ask another lad to give you those magic sweets that make you lep like a masi warrior.
Since your getting out of bed might as well do the whole thing … tuck in your tail …there a good little monkey man.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:15 pm
Yiz are after putting the goo on me. WHERE IS THIS MYTHICAL PUB?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:16 pm
where is that johnny5 lad from ..
Twenty:
Can you see our ip addresses…have a check of Johnnies he could be typing this from alaska.It will save monkey teh trip down to The Padraig Pearse.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:19 pm
Johnny5 is posting from his jacks.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:19 pm
SAm Crea: the Scarface one? Not mine I’m afraid. Sent in by a reader. Very good though.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:19 pm
Yeah, I could get mugged for me book by Bald Devil or something.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:20 pm
yeah. its well done.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:21 pm
“It stinks like a tramp’s arsehole in there though”
How would you know what that smells like (Don’t answer that). The Times called you “ECCENTRIC” that was mean, they are bullying you now.
Monkey Balls went to see Joe Jackson Friday, you were right it was dreadful.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:24 pm
I saw a good review of Joe Jackson in one of those freebie “newspapers” this morning Nonny.
Did he do “Shaddupa Ya Face”?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:28 pm
Heard some Intellectuals on the radio last week saying that “There Will be blood” is not very good, and it made me want to see it more… nothing worse than a movie (or anything else) given the nod by intellectuals (self-proclaimed)
Smell yez
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:32 pm
No, I can’t believe he got a good review, he sang one song we knew, he then proceeded to sing all mad gay songs, it sounded like he was making it up. He was a nice guy when he was talking but he didn’t even sing Is she really going out with him. He sang Abba’s Knowing me and Knowing you. Then you could not take drinks outside the bar which closed at 9.45. The final straw came at 10.20 when he said it was the final song and he launched into another mindless gay arty song.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:38 pm
Another thing I hate when artist start all that new age, rejuvenated, I’m all about the music not the money and such tom foolery. Besides you cannot release an album and barely a wet day later expect people to sit there and enjoy a show of songs that they never heard before. We Stepped Out at 10.30.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:42 pm
The review said he was a bit cabaret-like. Mentioned “Stepping Out”. Is that the song you knew?
I got the impression that the reviewer wasn’t around when Joe first appeared on the scene.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:45 pm
Is there anybody who can back up what anyone else said about any pub, or is it going to be another cans festival for me tonight?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:48 pm
I can back up that the George Bernard Shaw smells like a tramp’s arsehole.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:50 pm
The smell is so unimportant. I’m willing to suffer for my art. I mean drugs.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:55 pm
I have 5 pills, MB, 2 for you 3 for me. WE can make our way up to Ned’s as soon as we start coming up then maybe on to The whitehorse for a bop. Hows that grabbing you?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 3:57 pm
Will I get by on €100? If the answer’s yes, the answer’s definitely YES!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:02 pm
PS
I’ll bring The Book, but you can fuckin’ carry it.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:08 pm
Speaking of reviews – The entertainment mag “The Ticket” in the Irish Times on Friday gave a top 40 of Irish albums. Number 1 was My Bloody Valentine – Loveless.
Embarrassed that I hadnt heard of this Album I went out and bought it ar nos na gaoithe.
It’s SHITE. Can anyone tell me if I can sue the Irish Times for this?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:14 pm
Twenty Major I am aghast, I cannot believe you wore tracksuit bottoms and runners.
On a lighter note, you are going to have to see somebody if you are in the habit of smelling peoples arseholes.
Monkey he did not play Stepping Out, Not unless he did after 10.30. He was on before 9 so I doubt he did.
Good day to yee kind sirs.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:17 pm
The book will come in very handy actually.
They never bogroll in Neds.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:18 pm
PajotheBear, “My Bloody Valentine – Loveless” IS the best album ever. I know it sounds like it’s out of tune, and you can’t hear the words, and it seems like noise on top of noise, but please, please don’t give up on it. Listen to it a few times. There are hidden melodies there that won’t be apparent on the first couple of listens.
Try the last track, “Soon.” It’s easily the most accessible one on the album.
Trust me. You’ll end up loving it if you give it a chance. They are definitely NOT my favourite band, but it IS my favourite album.
(And it almost bankrupted Creation Records. Imagine no Oasis) ;)
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:18 pm
Ah Neds. Officially Ireland’s Scurviest pub…
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:21 pm
Right Johnny5, you’re on. I can get into town by 6:00pm.
Where do you wanna meet?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:29 pm
Congrats on the award. Have bought your book so that’s my little contribution to your beer, fag and pet food money. Looking forward to reading it very soon.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:33 pm
Cheers, Shebah
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:34 pm
Twenty Major said:
“It’s never too early for gin”.
Ahh, I see you met me mother!
Many congratulations on the award Twenty, but are you living on drink, fags and cat food as Shebah implies? Jasus, gives a new meaning to living in an attic, writing a classic…
Well done at the awards tho’!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:40 pm
Steppin’ Out was played. For those who wanted to hear some classics, why leave before the encore. Stickin’ Out more like…
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:43 pm
fuck.
why would you want to smoke dope in a pub?
the smellof it fucks the beer up.
i dont mind the dope,just leave it out of our pubs.
go to amsterdam to the coffee houses
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:48 pm
It’s YOUR pub we want to avoid greg. We want OUR pub. Well I want MY pub. Well actually I want Johnny5′s pub.
Johnny5, where am I supposed to go first? I’ll have The Book sticking out of my pocket.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:49 pm
the result of drinking and smoking weed.
the shit house spewing from the rear end
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:54 pm
I am sat in a fuckin’office dealing with idiots all day both J5 and MB are looking to what sounds like heaven from my perspective. I think Greg prefers a Mochafrappachinolatte and WiFi.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:54 pm
As opposed to the shithouse spewing through his mouth?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:59 pm
Nice work on the award, heard Ian Dempsey mention you this morning, sounded like an geriatric trying to be down with the kids as he mumbled through some preprepared piece on the blog awards. Some useless waste of space. No doubt his listeners will be up in arms when they check out the site and see the word cunt in every line and numerous references to glassing oriental barmen.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 4:59 pm
We left because he said it was his last song and we were about to die of boredom. If you were there you would have heard him talk about his schedule he was following and some randomer shouted up ‘throw it away’ if only Joe had have listened. The highlight of the show for me was (we were seated at the back/top in the upper circler) some guy was going down the steps and fell head first, everybody rose in unison and asked him if he was ok. I could not stop laughing. I’d say when he got out the door he rolled around in agony. Some people may have liked the show but, it was not at all what I was expecting.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:01 pm
He just called your pint a puff, Greg!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:08 pm
Ian Dempsey probably said “and also there was ehhm an award to ehhm a guy called Twenty Major for ehhm blogging – not sure what blogging is but ehhm Paul Collins probably does” *cue hilarity
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:10 pm
The only good Dempsey was the one who hung out with Makepeace.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:10 pm
I refuse to listen to that My Bloody valentine record after Brendan O Conner cited it as his fav album…
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:10 pm
>100 posts! Bugger me, this awards and publishing gig is bringing in a good harvest.
Back at Easter, pick up a copy of the tome then. That shall be my one and only contribution to the Major estate.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:11 pm
Ian “Coca Cola” Dempsey. The test is to see if that Whore can say a full sentence without a plug… Larry gogan the same… wankers
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:12 pm
Trust me, that cunt hates it. Anything to look trendy.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:15 pm
Sam that’s nonsense! If you follow that logic then you’ll stop eating because on the evidence I see that is Brendan O’Connor’s favourite pastime
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:18 pm
Yeah but I do write a lot of poorly written drivel as well…
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:18 pm
…so it doesnt always follow..
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:20 pm
Monkey …Id go drinking with ya but Im on the other sideof the world … I hope Johnny 5 turns up or else youll have to go balls out yourself down the city
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:22 pm
Let me tell you about hovering, we love a good hover, oh the times we have when we get to hover. Hovering and farting and occasionally muttering. Ah happy days…..just get the fuck out when the nice waiter man says so…we have lives to be living and blogs to be writing and we cant do that when you are loitering with intent…..
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:30 pm
I don’t know where to go. I Googled “Ned’s Pub Dublin” and top of the list was some place in USA. Second was some Diddley-Eye place in Dublin 7, and third was a place in Townsend Street. Is that it?
I think I’m being stood up anyway.
I got meself all fired up, ready to go, but it’s beginning to look like Gary Numan. By meself.
I’ll get you for this Johnny5!!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:35 pm
Ah thats a shame. I was looking forward to hearing about the Tomfoolery you two kinats would get up to in search of this mythical tavern
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:38 pm
Wait a minute. Gary Numan is tomorrow!!
I can’t even go to see Gary fuckin’ Numan.
Where is the humanity????
At least the cans never let me down.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:43 pm
Ned’s was always good for a lock-in when I was a student. The fact that it was round the corner from Pearse Street Garda station didn’t seem to matter either, for some reason.
What was the name of that now demolished pub on Tara Street beside Apollo House? I used to go there after getting my dole. The ‘gents’ was a trough in the yard. Classy.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 5:54 pm
It gets worse. I thought georgiasam was a GIRL.
That’s a girl’s name!
I’ve been tossing off to your comment’s for like, ages.
Oh no…This can’t be happening.
I need to lie down.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 6:00 pm
You obviously don’t know your Highway 61 Revisited very well. Or your Blind Willie McTell.
Regan’s the pub was called.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 7:00 pm
You’d want to have a mighty big head to have a 17″ scar on it.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 7:02 pm
Or a very curvy scar.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 7:08 pm
Do you really wnat to go to a pub that has it’s own website?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 8:46 pm
gs? you the one with the bloodied nose?
March 3rd, 2008 @ 8:50 pm
It’s healing up nicely, thanks. I showed that bastard last night anyway, at least. Oh sorry, you mean the Dylan song. Yeah, that too.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 9:42 pm
10:45? Here, west of the Shannon, I’m just walking up to the pub at that time. Maybe around 1:00 there’ll be a last call so people can be home by 2.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:21 pm
Personally I like Berminghams on Dorset St. A shithole like that HAS to be brilliant.
March 3rd, 2008 @ 10:37 pm
Hi Twenty,
I bought your book in Waterstones in Cork at the weekend and I’ve just started it. I’d say I’ll have to go cold turkey on the blog until I finish the book otherwise I won’t know where I am or what’s happening. Well done on the blog award!
March 3rd, 2008 @ 11:48 pm
Again congrats. You seem like such a nice guy – would love to have a chat sometime, but in the he mean time you’re book is gonna get me through the next few days of my horrible job.
March 4th, 2008 @ 12:09 am
Wow €8.99 in Easons….they’re ripping people off!
I bought mine in Book Station in Bray for €6.39 on Saturday.
Couldn’t believe that price meself, wonder how you’re making any money on this book Twenty!
March 4th, 2008 @ 12:10 am
Berminghams is not a shithole… its perfectly preserved as it was created in 60′s formaldehyde… its like the old gentleman of dorset st..
March 4th, 2008 @ 1:53 am
I stand by my words. it’s a total shithole and I love it.
March 4th, 2008 @ 2:02 am
On a point of fact, the Windjammer is in fact Dublin’s scurviest pub. Ned’s retains the title as the one wherein you’re most likely to contract hepatitis though.
March 4th, 2008 @ 3:34 am
How dare the Irish Times give a bad review?
I mean who do they think they are, the intellectual bastards.To have the cheek to review and publicise a new publication eh? Pity you can’t post a biting reply, or stick your tongue up their asses while giving a reach-around, or talk about where you are going tonight with your imaginary web friends.Oh no hang on, maybe that would be
really boring.
March 4th, 2008 @ 9:19 am
So MB and J5, how was the big date?
March 4th, 2008 @ 11:38 am
We had a rimmingly good time.
March 4th, 2008 @ 3:49 pm
Who pitched and who caught?
March 6th, 2008 @ 11:38 am
“there is one in Bangor that shuts whenever the last person wants to stop drinking, except the owner is a bit odd and goes around saying “I like the bums, boys, girls bums, I just love the bums, walk up the stairs now, lets see your bums”.”
Is that the Waterloo? I saw the barlady in there start a fight one lunchtime. The customers had to call the cops