You won’t get it in O’Briens
Posted on | April 14, 2009 | 12 Comments
The recession is hitting hard.
Over a pint in Ron’s at lunchtime Dirty Dave offered to eat my pubes between two slices of stale, unbuttered white bread if I would pay him €200.
Naturally I refused. I need my pubes for a wide variety of reasons.
But it’s sad to see a man, a man so proud, so full of dignity, be reduced to eating pube sandwiches to get by.
Are you happy now Fianna Fail? Are you?
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April 14th, 2009 @ 4:51 pm
You ain’t seen nothing yet, Celtic Tiger! Just wait till next winter and there will be plenty willing to give you head – just to get something hot in their belly.
I’ll join you in cursing Fianna Fail (of whom I have never been a fan anyway) if they reintroduce rates and the recession starts affecting me in that way.
April 14th, 2009 @ 4:54 pm
I need my pubes for a wide variety of reasons.
Ah yes, St Twenty of Assisi’s retreat for Jodie Marsh’s Crabs -they have a tough life, poor mites. Though I’m not sure if they really are mites in the strictest sense of the word.
Are you happy now Fianna Fail? Are you?
Reading a Bio of Patrick Kavanagh at the moment – He wrote to Peter, his Brother “I always knew instinctively that Fianna Fail was the dirtiest, lowest crowd we ever had” after Aiken blocked his tour of America.
April 14th, 2009 @ 6:02 pm
I’ve worked in a bakery, and I can assure you he’s eaten mine and paid for the priviledge.
April 14th, 2009 @ 6:24 pm
There’s a new fad diet in there somewhere…Carbs n’ Pubes or summat like that
April 14th, 2009 @ 7:01 pm
Isn’t that how Beverly Cheesy Grin got the nickname? She was asked back to FF after a bet.
Shows you the morals of FF are to let that one back into the fold.
April 14th, 2009 @ 9:00 pm
I’ve worked in a bakery, and I can assure you he’s eaten mine and paid for the priviledge.
That’s what makes the crust so crunchy then?
April 14th, 2009 @ 9:37 pm
Once the baker has washed his mickey that morning, there’s no problem. In the hygeine sense…
April 14th, 2009 @ 9:45 pm
Bleurgh. Pizza anyone?
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April 14th, 2009 @ 11:57 pm
There are politicians of the gay stripe who’ll pay YOU to let them eat your pubes. And they’ll pay you with your tax monies.
April 15th, 2009 @ 12:04 am
The Pubewich. For a limited time only.
April 15th, 2009 @ 1:42 am
There’s more than one way to debase yourself for money in a recession. It doesn’t all have to be about feasting on pubes. For example, for the low, low price of 50 euro, I’ve told my mates that I’ll charge into The Dail with a belt of dynamite (in reality, sausages) strapped to my waste to test our government’s terrorist-alertness.
I’m also prepared to try sticking my head up my own arse for 100 euro. I’m 99% sure it can’t be done, not least of all because of my inflexibility, but I will force the matter until injury or death brings down the curtain.
April 15th, 2009 @ 1:54 am
bad idea coming back.