One time in the middle of nowhere in Australia we went into a bottle shop to get a few cold beers. The guy behind the counter says, “howaya gawin ya fakin cants?”
The more I learn about McCain the less I like him. His maverick status was touted often in the press and he seemed to be firm on torture, making him a politico non grata with his party and I admired his cojones for that.
In the course of this campaign though he has changed his stance on that, make Bush’s tax cuts to the rich permanent and in effect wants to continue the most damaging policies of the Bush administration with respect to Iraq, the economy and a far more conservative agenda than I believed he stood for. All this after having one the nomination and not having to pander so much to the right-wingers in this party.
The way he spoke to his wife was humiliating and inexcusable, his views on a woman’s right to choose abortion are as anti-choice and draconian as they come, and, it turns out, he is no real friend of the veterans – voting NOT to increase their woefully overstretched services and benefits.
In short, he’s a stealth Bushite full of bullshit. He is a war hero, no question but in his later years he’s not the man of character I thought he was. A vote for him is a vote for more of the disastrous same.
I am fascinated by the deep divisions in politics displayed, not just by the americans, but here in Ireland.
All this “I’m a Republican Democrat, Anti-Fianner Failer, Pro Labour” bollocks.
It’s a fucking game folks, entertainment.
Choosing between one party and another is like being locked in a room with some really hairy guys and having the luxury of choosing which one gets to fuck you up the arse first.
Scatn consolation I believe it’s called, although I don’t know any hairy guys….
The amount of heat generated simply by hating Bertie Ahern, is laughable, like anything he does makes a fucking blind bit of difference to the bigger picture internationally, or to your life personally.
But if it wasn’t him, it would just be some other prick.
My advice is to go about your day and hope whoever is there doesn’t fuck it up entirely, or too often
I love the way that, because this story involves the word cunt, that makes it your territory Twenty.
I read your post the other day about that guy in Wexford who killed his family being a cunt. What was your insight there, Twenty?
* That its wrong to murder children?
* That its possible to have an even less nuanced take on this terrible crime than the troglodyte Irish tabloid press?
*That you know a bad word and you’re not afraid to use it?
You’re a moron, you’re not remotely funny or insightful and all the people who think you’re hilarious are philistines. That’s the truth.
and brian,if indeed that is your real name,i think you’re in the wrong blog.try “i’ll get sued if i really speak my mind.com” if you’re after psychobabble.
THAT’S the truth.
Oh wow, a nonconfrontational response. Well, consider me disarmed. Seriously, you’re pathetic mate. You’re supposed to be this massively outspoken character but you only attack the easiest, most defenceless targets (dead man who has just murdered his wife and family being a case in point). And even that you do from behind the mask of an anonymous online identity.
Meanwhile, in the one arena in which your pseudonymous identity is vulnerable to retaliation – the blogosphere – you’re utterly supine. You would cut off your penis with a rusty hacksaw than say a single bad word about a fellow blogger.
This is because it might scupper your chances of picking up most hilariously inventive blogger of the year at the blog awards for the 57th straight year. Real character is about not being afraid to take risks. You’re a coward.
Blimey Brian, where’s all this coming from? Why on earth should it matter that much to you what Twenty posts or doesn’t post? If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
It’s interesting to see you criticise his anonymity because if a guy has a blog for a long time, while people don’t know his actual name, his personality is in a real sense “out there”, named or not. That he take your criticism of his online persona seriously in the real world, is what you’re after.
There’s about as much risk to calling yourself Brian online, as there is Twenty Major. The difference is that, if you maintain a website, people can go and see a bit about what you’re about yourself. Drive-by flamers hardly ever have a site people can link to themselves.
You, “Brian” have more of a mask than a blogger with a site, which is fine – not everybody wants to blog – but if you’re going to flame someone, it requires very little courage indeed to do it from an unlinkable “Brian”. After all, noone’s going to come round your gaffe calling you names if you don’t have a site to go to. Your online risk with your opinions is far less than anybody who has an actual representation of themselves (or even just an aspect) of themselves on a site you can visit.
Most of the other people here with no linkable sites are regulars who have developed their own personas in 20′s comment box – they are not cowards because they are known within a community of bloggers. We criticise each other sure, but underneath all the badinage there’s a modicum of respect because you have a sense of “knowing” them in some way.
This was more than honest criticism, it was flaming. Flaming is cowardly, from behind the “mask” of Twenty or problemchildbride or “brian” or whatever.
I’m betting you won’t appreciate reading any of this, so I’m ready for my flaming. Bring it on, because I truly don’t care what an anonymous flamer I’ve never heard of thinks.
problemchildbride, you’re bang on, but you use too many words.
The coventional “you’re a cunt” would’ve been suffice.
Morgor The Invincible, you have talent! Riding a bicycle home from the pub is awesome.
And then there’s that thing you do with your thumbs…but I probably shouldn’t mention that…
I know what Brian means but not why he’s so angry. I still suspect he might be one of Twenty’s personas come to argue with himself, a la fightclub.
I’m also not sure what he’s expecting to achieve, is he going to convince Twenty to adopt a sweeter, more loving disposition? MAke him start listening tok Phil Collins?
Brian, I think if you read the comments that followed the blog about the Wexford incident, you will see that there was a fair amount of disagreement and criticism of both the tone of the blog and its author.
Regarding Twenty not being funny, I never expected him to be funny, what is usually funny, or at least funnier, is the comments that follow.
If you have a blog, that is funny, informative and balanced, in short, everything that this blog isn’t, I would be most interested to read it, as I do anyone else who posts here.
And now if you’ll excuse me, I am off to get very very drunk…
I’m always amazed when people give that much of a shite about what you say that they are moved to post big ranty rants that incorporate name calling…feck off somewhere else where your blood pressure is unaffected maybe Brian?
Gordon is a moron.
There are bitter cunts like Brian all over the world and it’s only a matter of time before they go ballistic so watch your back Twenty, he could be stalking you.
Don’t be one bit surprised if one night, as you’re reeling home from Ron’s, you get a sudden ache on the top of your head and find out upon waking a month or so later, that it came from a hammer.
Let us all hope that he doesn’t get tired of sitting home pulling the wings off of flies and decide to correct societies ills by going up on a rooftop with a rifle.
What you could do, though, is to have him come over for a couple of beers and introduce him to Bastardface, your problem solver. Between him and the cat he’ll be reduced to fecal matter in a day.
In fairness to Brian, I don’t think he sounds like a lone gunman.
And it’s ironic that the thing that’s pissing everyone off is that he’s stooped to insults :) Poor Twenty! His feelings must be so hurt! Quick, defend him, hug him!!
Hee.
Spluttering outrage is never very dignified, though, is it. I’ll endeavour to remember that.
Ah Jesus, I’m not a stalker. Just someone who finds this blog, and its continued popularity, incredibly depressing. Anyone can call someone a cunt. I use the word myself sometimes, but I don’t think it give me superhuman powers.
To quote Morrissey (I know, I know… but I do think its appropriate here) “its easy to laugh, its easy to hate. It takes guts to be gentle and kind”.
“Ah Jesus, I’m not a stalker. Just someone who finds this blog, and its continued popularity, incredibly depressing. Anyone can call someone a cunt. I use the word myself sometimes, but I don’t think it give me superhuman powers.”
I’m pretty sure Twenty doesn’t either. You can disagree with someone’s views without coming across as a whiney bitch.
‘hate your book Twenty wah wah, hate your blog Twenty wah wah, engage me, disagree with me, wah wah, notice me, wah wah, Girlfriend in a coma I know I know it’s serious. Wah wah.’
QED cuntbutler.
Brian’s a douche. Why would anyone expect that a community of bloggers should/would savage their own?
Twenty, thanks for the clip because it was only recent news to me that he called his wife a cunt on the campaign trail, and I was happy to see someone call him on that. I love how McCain seeks some sort of shrinking violet/ shocked offense at hearing the word ‘cunt’ in public when he’s on record at using it towards his wife.
He’s a piece of shit.
Yeah, I lost my temper. But only because Twenty was exploiting a tragic situation he obviously knew nothing definite about whatsoever to make a very cheap point.
Sample quote: “Maybe [Diarmud Flood] thought if he couldn’t have the kids then nobody should. What a God complex!”
I could as easily say “Maybe Twenty wears women’s underwear and is a deranged sex fiend. What a deranged sex fiend!”
Bottom line is that, lost temper aside, I raised some serious, relevant issues here. I’ve put it up to Twenty in his own back yard and he hasn’t the balls to tackle a single issue I’ve raised.
But the next time some pathetic junkie mugs an old lady somewhere, Twenty will be straight in to tell us what a cunt that junkie is.
I wasn’t exploiting anything, Brian, and as far as I can see the only issues you raised were how crap this blog is, how stupid everyone who reads and comments is and that you’re a Morrissey fan.
And what kind of underwear I wear is my own business.
I don’t for a minute think Twenty’s a coward Brian, and I don’t think that’s remotely relevant. This isn’t a forum. It’s a place where people call other people cunts in a jolly manner and have little rants from an oddly conservative, absolutist, black and white manner.
Or argue with that standpoint and get called beardie social workers :)
All the cunt stuff doesn’t really do it for me either but there’s lots of funny bits in between.
I don’t think Twenty’s shivering under his bed, in fear of confronting you, it’s far more likely that he doesn’t give a crap and he’d rather just keep doing what he does.
If you rushed into an extemist mosque and abused the bearded fanatics, and forced them to eat ham sadwiches you wouldn’t expect to get very far, would you.
It’s ok, it may be offensive, but he’s not the Taoiseach.
Morgor, you’ll have to tell me what the “Thumb Trick” actually was.
I haven’t been to the toilet for 3 days now, and my doctor says he can’t help me if I don’t help him. Quick, I need to know!
The interesting thing about the McCain video clip – getting back to post itself – is how McCain doesn’t get angry, ‘how dare you refer to my wife… etc.’ I think the object of the question was to see if the bad-tempered old geezer would lose his head and confirm rumours of his mad-dog rage. Cindy has all the money, he’ll never say bad things about her…
The panties were easy morgor, -I just called in a favour I was owed.
Doctor says I have a blockage of some kind. Are you missing anything? When I got home I was only wearing one of me wellies, but I think that happened on the Luas.
hey, i’d like to defend brian here, he has raised a serious point that twenty has completely ignored. namley that twenty specialises in launching vicious attacks against easy targets and nothing else.
fair play to him maybe, if that’s what he wants to do let him off. but the fact that he’s feted and has won all these awards is a damning inditement of the level of discourse in the irish so-called blogosphere.
not sure i’d agree with the guy on morrissey but sure no 1′s perfect
I don’t see why attacking eas targets is something to be scornful about. Bertie, the Health Service, John McCain in this instance, are only easy targets because of their own actions – incompetence, deceit, hypocrisy, etc. The idea that the sheer scale of their incompetence make them too easy a target to attack makes no sense.
I think it’s the personal easy targets that are the issue.
I think the award is more about the style of the whole package rather than just content, and Twenty himself has admitted to wearing figure hugging underwear…
Every twit in the street voices similar opinions on the triumphs and tragedies of our nation, I don’t think Twenty’s voice differs greatly from theirs, he’s just not afraid to be a prick about it :)
What I’m undecided about is what he does believe in. He heaps scorn on do-gooder endeavours, positive action, anything that smacks of liberalism or fluffy thinking. Either his critiques are indicative of a searing intolerance for lip service or pointless bullshit, or he’s a bit of a nihilist. I’m not sure which.
But there is this very moral standpoint and down to earth goodness behind a lot of what he’s pissed off about – I’ve always maintained that if everyone keeps the two square feet around them clean and decent then the world would be fine. Perhaps that’s it. I don’t know – I have to confess to having pondered which it is myself.
I think at one point or another, I have called everyone I know a cunt.
It’s almost a term of endearment now….
Except when pertaining to Mick Hucknall, the mangey infected-kidney colored pissy twunt
Didn’t know you were over in Iowa, Major.
One time in the middle of nowhere in Australia we went into a bottle shop to get a few cold beers. The guy behind the counter says, “howaya gawin ya fakin cants?”
It actually was a term of endearment!
aaahh for fuck sake, Mick Hucknall.Thanks Rob you cunt.
The more I learn about McCain the less I like him. His maverick status was touted often in the press and he seemed to be firm on torture, making him a politico non grata with his party and I admired his cojones for that.
In the course of this campaign though he has changed his stance on that, make Bush’s tax cuts to the rich permanent and in effect wants to continue the most damaging policies of the Bush administration with respect to Iraq, the economy and a far more conservative agenda than I believed he stood for. All this after having one the nomination and not having to pander so much to the right-wingers in this party.
The way he spoke to his wife was humiliating and inexcusable, his views on a woman’s right to choose abortion are as anti-choice and draconian as they come, and, it turns out, he is no real friend of the veterans – voting NOT to increase their woefully overstretched services and benefits.
In short, he’s a stealth Bushite full of bullshit. He is a war hero, no question but in his later years he’s not the man of character I thought he was. A vote for him is a vote for more of the disastrous same.
That is to say WON the nomination; and he wants to make the tax cuts permanent; and a correction of whatever else numbskull mistakes I made.
Let’s all be glad my opinion hardly matters, anyway. I’m not allowed to vote yet, besides.
I am fascinated by the deep divisions in politics displayed, not just by the americans, but here in Ireland.
All this “I’m a Republican Democrat, Anti-Fianner Failer, Pro Labour” bollocks.
It’s a fucking game folks, entertainment.
Choosing between one party and another is like being locked in a room with some really hairy guys and having the luxury of choosing which one gets to fuck you up the arse first.
Scatn consolation I believe it’s called, although I don’t know any hairy guys….
The amount of heat generated simply by hating Bertie Ahern, is laughable, like anything he does makes a fucking blind bit of difference to the bigger picture internationally, or to your life personally.
But if it wasn’t him, it would just be some other prick.
My advice is to go about your day and hope whoever is there doesn’t fuck it up entirely, or too often
*spelling error, scant (For those who were hoping for some scat… sorry Morgor)
hey rob, i’m already worn out from abusing monkey balls, but you’re next.
and I always vote for the underdog.
always.
even when he’s just raped and killed my sister.
oh by the way, monkey balls bought all my pints too.
so if you’re looking for a cheap date, monkey balls all the way.
He likes that thumb trick. y’know… oh hold on maybe i shouldn’t say.
ah christ, I’m the only one up drinking…. losers.
on the plus side, this is tasty beer.
Only heroes stay up drinking in their room while their girlfriend calls them from downstairs.
come away from the bad place, morgor
When I’m drunk, I sometimes put up three or four posts the same day. The last one is often a video.
I love the way that, because this story involves the word cunt, that makes it your territory Twenty.
I read your post the other day about that guy in Wexford who killed his family being a cunt. What was your insight there, Twenty?
* That its wrong to murder children?
* That its possible to have an even less nuanced take on this terrible crime than the troglodyte Irish tabloid press?
*That you know a bad word and you’re not afraid to use it?
You’re a moron, you’re not remotely funny or insightful and all the people who think you’re hilarious are philistines. That’s the truth.
drinking beer in bed is what people who win the lotto do.did u win the lotto morgor?
and brian,if indeed that is your real name,i think you’re in the wrong blog.try “i’ll get sued if i really speak my mind.com” if you’re after psychobabble.
THAT’S the truth.
I just had a sideways shite
lazlo, is it true that you called Brian a cunt?
You’re a moron, you’re not remotely funny or insightful and all the people who think you’re hilarious are philistines. That’s the truth.
Glad you got it, Brian.
Oh wow, a nonconfrontational response. Well, consider me disarmed. Seriously, you’re pathetic mate. You’re supposed to be this massively outspoken character but you only attack the easiest, most defenceless targets (dead man who has just murdered his wife and family being a case in point). And even that you do from behind the mask of an anonymous online identity.
Meanwhile, in the one arena in which your pseudonymous identity is vulnerable to retaliation – the blogosphere – you’re utterly supine. You would cut off your penis with a rusty hacksaw than say a single bad word about a fellow blogger.
This is because it might scupper your chances of picking up most hilariously inventive blogger of the year at the blog awards for the 57th straight year. Real character is about not being afraid to take risks. You’re a coward.
Incidentally, your book is a pile of shite too.
unfortunately I didn’t win the lotto, but if I did it wouldn’t change me.
I’d just hire a mercenary army for a few days and wreak havoc across an african country.
Considering the truths that Brian told me today I think I’ll have to stop posting here twenty.
(i assume that’s brian kearney posting there)
Brian, I’m not your mate.
hey, do I get a free copy of the book? cos I post here and all
Yeah, you’ve really addressed the substantive issue there Twenty.
I reckon you won’t engage with me because, unlike that dead man in Wexford, I might actually be able to defend myself. You’re a coward.
Blimey Brian, where’s all this coming from? Why on earth should it matter that much to you what Twenty posts or doesn’t post? If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
It’s interesting to see you criticise his anonymity because if a guy has a blog for a long time, while people don’t know his actual name, his personality is in a real sense “out there”, named or not. That he take your criticism of his online persona seriously in the real world, is what you’re after.
There’s about as much risk to calling yourself Brian online, as there is Twenty Major. The difference is that, if you maintain a website, people can go and see a bit about what you’re about yourself. Drive-by flamers hardly ever have a site people can link to themselves.
You, “Brian” have more of a mask than a blogger with a site, which is fine – not everybody wants to blog – but if you’re going to flame someone, it requires very little courage indeed to do it from an unlinkable “Brian”. After all, noone’s going to come round your gaffe calling you names if you don’t have a site to go to. Your online risk with your opinions is far less than anybody who has an actual representation of themselves (or even just an aspect) of themselves on a site you can visit.
Most of the other people here with no linkable sites are regulars who have developed their own personas in 20′s comment box – they are not cowards because they are known within a community of bloggers. We criticise each other sure, but underneath all the badinage there’s a modicum of respect because you have a sense of “knowing” them in some way.
This was more than honest criticism, it was flaming. Flaming is cowardly, from behind the “mask” of Twenty or problemchildbride or “brian” or whatever.
I’m betting you won’t appreciate reading any of this, so I’m ready for my flaming. Bring it on, because I truly don’t care what an anonymous flamer I’ve never heard of thinks.
problemchildbride, you’re bang on, but you use too many words.
The coventional “you’re a cunt” would’ve been suffice.
Morgor The Invincible, you have talent! Riding a bicycle home from the pub is awesome.
And then there’s that thing you do with your thumbs…but I probably shouldn’t mention that…
MB, ha! Fair enough. I know you’ll steer me right.
hehe drunken cycling is good fun.
Brian is my new hero, he’s like a crusader of justice.
Stick it to the man! You should bellow bare-chested at the computer screen “COME ON TWENTY! COME ON!”
Brian your precisely executed pseudo-intelligent language is quite becoming…
becoming boring that is…
Lots of people have a go at each other on this site, including the author and all the posters or whatever the fuck we are called..
Its all a bit of a laugh.
Dissent is allowed, you cant disagree, you can even abuse the author,
But dont act like a big baby if you dont get the answers/responses you want..
Go with the flow, and dont be such a Prick!
…meant CAN disagree
I know what Brian means but not why he’s so angry. I still suspect he might be one of Twenty’s personas come to argue with himself, a la fightclub.
I’m also not sure what he’s expecting to achieve, is he going to convince Twenty to adopt a sweeter, more loving disposition? MAke him start listening tok Phil Collins?
Welease Bwian!
Brian, I think if you read the comments that followed the blog about the Wexford incident, you will see that there was a fair amount of disagreement and criticism of both the tone of the blog and its author.
Regarding Twenty not being funny, I never expected him to be funny, what is usually funny, or at least funnier, is the comments that follow.
If you have a blog, that is funny, informative and balanced, in short, everything that this blog isn’t, I would be most interested to read it, as I do anyone else who posts here.
And now if you’ll excuse me, I am off to get very very drunk…
I’m always amazed when people give that much of a shite about what you say that they are moved to post big ranty rants that incorporate name calling…feck off somewhere else where your blood pressure is unaffected maybe Brian?
Gordon is a moron.
There are bitter cunts like Brian all over the world and it’s only a matter of time before they go ballistic so watch your back Twenty, he could be stalking you.
Don’t be one bit surprised if one night, as you’re reeling home from Ron’s, you get a sudden ache on the top of your head and find out upon waking a month or so later, that it came from a hammer.
Let us all hope that he doesn’t get tired of sitting home pulling the wings off of flies and decide to correct societies ills by going up on a rooftop with a rifle.
What you could do, though, is to have him come over for a couple of beers and introduce him to Bastardface, your problem solver. Between him and the cat he’ll be reduced to fecal matter in a day.
In fairness to Brian, I don’t think he sounds like a lone gunman.
And it’s ironic that the thing that’s pissing everyone off is that he’s stooped to insults :) Poor Twenty! His feelings must be so hurt! Quick, defend him, hug him!!
Hee.
Spluttering outrage is never very dignified, though, is it. I’ll endeavour to remember that.
OK Jo, but he still pulls wings off of flies.
Ah Jesus, I’m not a stalker. Just someone who finds this blog, and its continued popularity, incredibly depressing. Anyone can call someone a cunt. I use the word myself sometimes, but I don’t think it give me superhuman powers.
To quote Morrissey (I know, I know… but I do think its appropriate here) “its easy to laugh, its easy to hate. It takes guts to be gentle and kind”.
Try harder – all of you.
Ah Jesus, I’m not a stalker. Just someone who finds this blog, and its continued popularity, incredibly depressing.
You need to widen your focus, Brian. If that depresses you then you most likely have your priorities completely fucked up.
I do not begrudge your use of Morrissey lyrics, but I have my own fave….
“I am human and I need to be loved, just like everybody else does”
Learn to love the cunt that is twenty, I would imagine it’s all he gets….I think he smells a bit.
“To quote Morrissey ”
ha ha ha “try harder” ha ha ha. I will Brian, I promise..
“Ah Jesus, I’m not a stalker. Just someone who finds this blog, and its continued popularity, incredibly depressing. Anyone can call someone a cunt. I use the word myself sometimes, but I don’t think it give me superhuman powers.”
I’m pretty sure Twenty doesn’t either. You can disagree with someone’s views without coming across as a whiney bitch.
‘hate your book Twenty wah wah, hate your blog Twenty wah wah, engage me, disagree with me, wah wah, notice me, wah wah, Girlfriend in a coma I know I know it’s serious. Wah wah.’
QED cuntbutler.
heaven knows you’re miserable now brian.
I can almost sense twenty’s new blog, about a camp mancunian with floppy wrists heading out to a Roadstone plant and singing
“You are the quarry”
It would be better than cold folks home, anyway
but not much…
Bring on the gladioli!
Brian, when you’re in a hole, stop digging.
I think you should be happy Twenty’s blog is keeping the meanies off the streets.
Brian’s a douche. Why would anyone expect that a community of bloggers should/would savage their own?
Twenty, thanks for the clip because it was only recent news to me that he called his wife a cunt on the campaign trail, and I was happy to see someone call him on that. I love how McCain seeks some sort of shrinking violet/ shocked offense at hearing the word ‘cunt’ in public when he’s on record at using it towards his wife.
He’s a piece of shit.
Yeah, I lost my temper. But only because Twenty was exploiting a tragic situation he obviously knew nothing definite about whatsoever to make a very cheap point.
Sample quote: “Maybe [Diarmud Flood] thought if he couldn’t have the kids then nobody should. What a God complex!”
I could as easily say “Maybe Twenty wears women’s underwear and is a deranged sex fiend. What a deranged sex fiend!”
Bottom line is that, lost temper aside, I raised some serious, relevant issues here. I’ve put it up to Twenty in his own back yard and he hasn’t the balls to tackle a single issue I’ve raised.
But the next time some pathetic junkie mugs an old lady somewhere, Twenty will be straight in to tell us what a cunt that junkie is.
Cheer up Twenty, I’m sure the “I just had a sideways shit” guy still thinks you’re a genius.
PEARLS BEFORE SWINE, BRIAN, PEARLS BEFORE SWINE. PRINCESS ANN HAD IT RIGHT FOR THE MOST PART ALL THOSE YEARS AGO…
I wasn’t exploiting anything, Brian, and as far as I can see the only issues you raised were how crap this blog is, how stupid everyone who reads and comments is and that you’re a Morrissey fan.
And what kind of underwear I wear is my own business.
I don’t for a minute think Twenty’s a coward Brian, and I don’t think that’s remotely relevant. This isn’t a forum. It’s a place where people call other people cunts in a jolly manner and have little rants from an oddly conservative, absolutist, black and white manner.
Or argue with that standpoint and get called beardie social workers :)
All the cunt stuff doesn’t really do it for me either but there’s lots of funny bits in between.
I don’t think Twenty’s shivering under his bed, in fear of confronting you, it’s far more likely that he doesn’t give a crap and he’d rather just keep doing what he does.
If you rushed into an extemist mosque and abused the bearded fanatics, and forced them to eat ham sadwiches you wouldn’t expect to get very far, would you.
It’s ok, it may be offensive, but he’s not the Taoiseach.
Please tell us about your underwear Twenty.
It’s figure hugging, Jo.
Morgor, you’ll have to tell me what the “Thumb Trick” actually was.
I haven’t been to the toilet for 3 days now, and my doctor says he can’t help me if I don’t help him. Quick, I need to know!
The interesting thing about the McCain video clip – getting back to post itself – is how McCain doesn’t get angry, ‘how dare you refer to my wife… etc.’ I think the object of the question was to see if the bad-tempered old geezer would lose his head and confirm rumours of his mad-dog rage. Cindy has all the money, he’ll never say bad things about her…
Thank you for the visual, Twenty. See, don’t say he never gives us anything.
I failed to edit that second ‘manner’ in my pre underwear comment. Should have been ‘standpoint’ :(
MB, the trick is to hit your thumb with a hammer before use, so that it throbs.
Then it’s just a matter of strong wrists and a good lubricant.
PS: how did you get those panties quite so soiled. they were amazing!
The panties were easy morgor, -I just called in a favour I was owed.
Doctor says I have a blockage of some kind. Are you missing anything? When I got home I was only wearing one of me wellies, but I think that happened on the Luas.
hey, i’d like to defend brian here, he has raised a serious point that twenty has completely ignored. namley that twenty specialises in launching vicious attacks against easy targets and nothing else.
fair play to him maybe, if that’s what he wants to do let him off. but the fact that he’s feted and has won all these awards is a damning inditement of the level of discourse in the irish so-called blogosphere.
not sure i’d agree with the guy on morrissey but sure no 1′s perfect
I don’t see why attacking eas targets is something to be scornful about. Bertie, the Health Service, John McCain in this instance, are only easy targets because of their own actions – incompetence, deceit, hypocrisy, etc. The idea that the sheer scale of their incompetence make them too easy a target to attack makes no sense.
I think it’s the personal easy targets that are the issue.
I think the award is more about the style of the whole package rather than just content, and Twenty himself has admitted to wearing figure hugging underwear…
Every twit in the street voices similar opinions on the triumphs and tragedies of our nation, I don’t think Twenty’s voice differs greatly from theirs, he’s just not afraid to be a prick about it :)
What I’m undecided about is what he does believe in. He heaps scorn on do-gooder endeavours, positive action, anything that smacks of liberalism or fluffy thinking. Either his critiques are indicative of a searing intolerance for lip service or pointless bullshit, or he’s a bit of a nihilist. I’m not sure which.
But there is this very moral standpoint and down to earth goodness behind a lot of what he’s pissed off about – I’ve always maintained that if everyone keeps the two square feet around them clean and decent then the world would be fine. Perhaps that’s it. I don’t know – I have to confess to having pondered which it is myself.
I’m a cunt and a philistine and proud to be so……
just had a look at ur blog manuel. no arguments there.