So I was out taking Bastardface for a good long walk and had just managed to pull him away from a group of hooded youths (one of whom he tries to eat every time because he’s a horrible blond gonna-be-rapist looking little fucker) when I rounded the corner and was faced with this.
Soon they’ll all be trying to outdo each other and the eerie Christmas glow that hovers over Dublin 12 will light up the night skies.
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Yeah. Sigh.
It even irks me that my neighbours leave their outside light on all day long.
I’d like to see all this crap restricted to the two weeks round Christmas. On the basis of taste and money/energy wastage.
I couldn’t give a shit about money/energy wastage, but it’s the competition to see who can get the most lights on their house that bothers me.
Still, it’s nice to see people doing nice things with their welfare for a change
Actually now that I think of it, there are probably parts of Cork that could do with being lit up like that, in the interests of shipping safety…
Chevy Chase has a lot to answer for.
The gaudiness and brightness of the house is directly proportional to the scobieness of its residents.
Nice. The last Sunday before Crimbo me, Mrs Beer Nut, and our hip flasks do a walking tour of Crumlin to see all the pretty houses.
Hoping for a good one this year.
I’d give it a couple of weeks, let the battle really commence
As ridiculous as it looks, it’s relatively mild in comparison to some I’ve seen out Blanchardstown way over the last year or two. Absolutely over the top. These houses can be seen from Mars. Which is where the owners should be re-located.
Electricity is too cheap for some cunts.
besides the scobieness is the complete lack of anything xmassy about blue lighting. honda civic sensibilities. yack.
ps – what sort of corpo knacker zone do you live in anyway? the single upstairs window marks this neighbourhood out as sub-standard, scummer lights or not.
Christmas Lights is actually from the latin for “Cunts”
It isn’t but it should be
Does anyone really need to ‘click for big’?
My niece bought one of those mansions for over 300.000 euro during the wonder years
This sort of thing, to me, screams I will not out-do you in any other way… But fucking look what I can do with these lights…
Don’t worry, by St. Stephen’s day you won’t be able to see any of it from the enormous piles of empty selection boxes, microwave turkey packets, broken Chinese toys, Dutch lager cans and Dunne’s Stores Reindeer-design jumpers in the front garden. We are a class act us Irish.
“We are a class act us Irish”
I can assure you that all the awfulness you describe can also be seen in
all UK towns and cities.
I blame the yanks and their TV show exports.
It makes it so more easy for the rest of us:
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Heh. All thos people with solar panels sitting there in the dark at Christmas. Its a lovely thought.
Lordy lordy, chavalicious. My goal this Crimbo is to light up de cooncil hoose wiff a nice burbery check effect.
Sorry divney, I didn’t mean to get all “whitetrashier-than-thou” with you.
Petrol bombs. There is your answer Twenty.
The owner of one of these knacker houses in my area was complaining in the pub that he can’t really afford to do the house up this year due to the recession. I suggested he just hang one large 4 letter sign on his roof simply saying “SCUM”. We will all get the message that way.
Some of them cunts take financial donations too – it’s for the leccie bill don’t you know?
May the Yuletide lights cause a huge electrical surge and burn their hovel down into a nice glowing pile of embers for all to roast their nuts on.
That’s all?! Sheesh, you couldn’t even enter that into a competition. Where are the animatronic reindeer? Santa’s arse sticking out of the chimney? The rotating Christmas tree? The color wheel? And blue and white? How very 1950′s. Good grief, I thought we revolting colonials had managed to indoctrinate the rest of the world better than that.
On a side note, when I was growing up there was a house that was down below the freeway, in the valley, going to my grandparents, that was lit up every year. The only thing they had was “BAH HUMBUG” in lights on their roof.
Dammit, I got so irate I messed up my code again. Sorry.