Walking through town earlier I spotted a woman absolutely unconscious on South King Street, just outside the Bus Stop newsagents.
Not one person stopped to see if she was all right or if she was hurt in any way. Instead they simply left her, face down, arms splayed out either side of her. What kind of a society have we become? Where are our good Samaritans?
If there are any reading this she’s probably still there. I couldn’t stop though. In a hurry. You know yourself.
I was that lady. It was expressionist art Twenty.
I must say, Twenty, that is disgraceful the way people can blithely walk past a poor unfortunate lady in that position.
At least stop for a bum ride.
She was filthy.
Was that ‘filthy’ like in the Scissor Sisters song?
It’s just another day for you and me in paradise, you see.
Reminds me of a rather horrid experience of my own. I was walking along minding my own business as you often do and there sitting on a bench was this FAT retarded woman, Now I know she was retarded cause well she had that down syndrome face they tend to have…anyway there she was filthy fat and retarded in her stained track pants just going to town on her privates BOTH HANDS just jammed down there and she was rubbing away… Merciless God that image has been burned in my memory. Needless to say that I just kept on walking I mean what do you do when confronted with something like that???
That happened to my friend on the4 metro. She fainted, everyone assumed she as drunk and stepped over her.
People. Not so nice, no matter waht Batman thinks…
Eh, what Hakifax Dave is talking about didn’t happen to my friend, just the fainting.
what do you do when confronted with something like that?
Give her one. Obviously.
Filthy as in it looked like she was a corpse and she’d just been dragged out of a shallow grave. Seriously, it was really weird.
what do you do when confronted with something like that?
Get the camera out and throw the result up on youtube so we can all have a goo you selfish cunt!
Tragic, really.
thanks no Morgor, passed out drunk girl maybe, but fat AND retard thats a pass
Oooh, Mr. Fussy over there
I mean what do you do when confronted with something like that???
Stop stalking Mary Hearney?
thanks no Morgor, passed out drunk girl maybe, but fat AND retard thats a pass
that’s actually creepier than raping fat retards somehow…
“that’s actually creepier than raping fat retards somehow…”
It’s all good.
Probably a garda sting operation.
MISSING PERSON
Mary ‘The Bitch Sullivan. Missing since this morning from her home in Cork. Answers to ‘get up ya fat oul bitch’.
Her family are fairly worried.
Is she married Batty ?
I see the Russian tanks are getting a spring airing again.
In the crack-belt of the Southern States of America old men are clutching squirrel rifles to their chests and fearfully scanning the skies for Russian paratroops.
The women are in the carparks at shopping malls fighting over Family Fun size bottles of Gatorade and shooting each other for the last few copies of ‘National Enquirer’.
The only ones making money smell of crystal meth. Jayz.
maggot says:
Is she married Batty ?
You don’t think? … MAM! Jesus I wish those ships would stop in at Dublin before getting to Cork. I’ve a pain in the arse trekking up there to get the oul’ cow.
The only successful Garda sting I’ve ever heard of is at their payroll office. Once a month. Like fucking clockwork.
I wonder is Twenty alright? Something like that can shock sensitive people.
The only thing is- is his post an alibi ..?
Remember the photo he took of the vulpine-albino when he was out hunting for victims the other day in King Street? Is he setting your man up for a fall when Tom the ‘Tec comes calling at the door of his Liffeyside apartment?
I’m not suggestin’ anything. But the Garda should take a look at that Twenty cunt.
Its bad enough being born a vulpine-albino but being set up to take the rap for someone whose only ambition in life is to take a dump in public is a new low.
Twenty where is your humanity?
Twenty where is your humanity?
More importantly – where is her purse ?
Another thing everyone is overlooking is that yer wan might be a prop for these Primetime expose items.They just forgot to collect her when the shoot was over.
There we go nothing to feel bad about any more.
heroin addict being unconscious could count as “expressionist art”!
I’m gonna gather a few hundred of them together and leave them in one big unconscious pile, might win an art award of some sort… or a prison sentence. but winning the prison sentence would mean I’m edgy so I’d win an award too eventually!
There was some recent sociological study about that exact thing: two actors lay on the ground in a busy area of london, one dressed like a tramp, the other in smartish clothes – people rushed over to help the latter while completely ignoring the 1st. Their point was its all about perception and we help those who we deem to be similar to ourselves.
I still say those actors were cunts tho.
Lets face it.Just a nation of cunts.
And the smart dressed cunts pockets would be worth checking through.
People on heroin should never listen to Jimmy Hendrix. ‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky’ indeed.
The down side of that comes when you’re off your head on skag and living on the top floor of a flat in King Street.
Scuse me while I kiss the street.
I know that woman. She was looking into a tiny hole in the ground. I was on the other side of the hole looking at her.
Oh yes. Fianna Fail can set up a sovereign fund to help pay the oul gadgies their pension. 19th largest sovereign fund in the world, Ireland now has.
But no public skag-creches. Where’s the justice in that? Fianna fucking Fail.
Holemaster says:
I know that woman. She was looking into a tiny hole in the ground. I was on the other side of the hole looking at her.
Did she say ‘no touching’? I hate that.
Could’ve been the setting for the ol’ Romanian ‘Instant Crowd‘ trick.
You bend down to assist the fake unconciousee, and on cue, 24 Romanians emerge from nearby doorways, swarming you and their accomplice on the ground. In the ensuing jostling to and fro, everything in your pockets is lifted.
If you’re lucky, she might wave and blow you a kiss from the window of your car, as she sails by with her mates, leaving you standing there with a bewildered look on your face. No keys, no phone. Not even the bus fare home.
Happens all the time.
Christ shes
Dead
Blotto
An art installation.
How can she say anything?
noddy says:
‘Christ shes
Dead
Blotto
An art installation.
How can she say anything?’
Art speaks to all of us.
She was a woman shaped tarmac bump, Some arty students added a bit of colour and lo!
There was a corker on Dame Street a while back, looked like a scale model of the Loch Ness monster was swimming down the footpath. Christ, you all know what the pavements in Dublin are like!
Why would anyone commit suicide to gain attention?
Its not as if there’s an Olympic size podium, somewhere where you can slump to Gold. I mean, you’re dead. No-one knows if anyone is paying attention to you as a suicide or if you are just another statistic.
I’d say you could get hurt very easily as well doing that.
Where are the Health and Safety people when all this is going on? Cunts. Healthy, safe, cunts.
Health/Safety cunts.
Hmmmm!What are the implications of another spoon of sugar in my tea.
Hmmm! adapt the precautionary principal and don’t have it maybe?
Down to the George and see what on the menue to nite!
Batty thats deep mon!
Why would anyone bother to bother her. She wasn’t bothering anyone. Did you leave a poo? If so, did you take your pants off this time?
Bet thats a mistake you only make once.
I can’t believe that evil cunt suggested that you gave her one. By the way, which street was it ?
I saw a fella being thrown off O’Connell Bridge earlier… I assume cause there were cameras around the place that it was ok… perhaps I should have intervened though?
Jaysus — that’d be a great way to get away with a murder isn’t it? Have your mates with a few cameras around, go for the kill and no one will bother you cause they thnk it’s part of a new movie or something…
im always in hurry!
i stood outside Brogans on dame street having a smoke one night and saw a guy unconscious on the floor. I was amazed at the number of people who passed by, and didnt stop to help in the time it took me to smoke a cigarette. i pondered this inaction of society as I stubbed out my cigarette and returned to my creamy pint.