Monthly Archives: February 2009
Blog awards 09 – post-match
Just back in the door from a fine night down in Cork. I have a hangover to beat the band (hopefully Coldplay) and I need a good poo. Sweary won at last, well done to all the winners, (especially those … Continue reading
Irish Blog Awards 2009
They’re on today in Cork, of all places. I’ve packed my survival kit, anti-langer spray and a parachute, for some reason, and I’ll be on way shortly. See some of you down there.
The Green Party is fucked
As time goes by the more apparent it becomes that this current government is the most hapless and ineffective administration in living memory. A Taoiseach with all the leadership skills of a dead guide dog, a Minister for Finance who … Continue reading
Hilarious gangland killings
So another gangland murder in Dublin last night. If a gangster is killed in any part of Dublin does that make that part of Dublin automatically gangland? It’s easy to point to the area around the Coombe and say ‘gangland’ … Continue reading
Blessed be the locksmiths
Right, it strikes me that in these times of recessionary mayhem that a certain amount of quick thinking is needed. There have always been people who have made their fortunes when times were hard, generally by thinking of something that … Continue reading
I know it’s childish…
… but I laugh every time I hear the news being read by Juliette Gash or a report by Francesca Cummin. Thank God Malachy Twococks is retired.
Lazy folk getting buses they shouldn’t get
I was on a bus yesterday. The bus stopped outside what used to be Rathmines swimming pool but is now an under construction office block/convention centre/retail units/underground fetish night venue. A perfectly able bodied man got on the bus, opened … Continue reading
The ice-cream man
Round where I live there’s an ice-cream man with an ice-cream van. At least once a day, no matter what the weather, what the season, I will hear the chimes from his ice-cream van ring out. In the past, the … Continue reading
Ugly people breeding
That 13 year old boy who had a baby with the 15 year old girl in England. Shocking, awful, blah blah blah. Yes, all of those things. Firstly because he looks like he could get his head up her chuff, … Continue reading
Some people don’t know how lucky they are
Driving out of Drury Street car park yesterday. It’s kind of blind so you can’t see pedestrians coming from your left. I poked the car out, some pedestrians appeared. I stopped. The bloke, for they were a couple, got most … Continue reading
Driving out of Drury Street car park yesterday. It’s kind of blind so you can’t see pedestrians coming from your left. I poked the car out, some pedestrians appeared. I stopped.
The bloke, for they were a couple, got most irate for some reason.
‘Did you ever hear of stopping?’, he yelled at me, which I found strange because I had stopped.
He kept walking but stared at me. I stared back. He went about 5 yards past the car.
‘Yeah, you’re welcome, you fucking prick!’, he shouted bravely. I wasn’t quite sure what I was welcome for. I simply stared at him.
But you know what? If I’d had a gun I think I would have shot him in the leg.
‘You’re welcome’, I would have said.