Budget Travel to close down
Posted on | November 25, 2009 | 35 Comments
So that most famous of Irish institutions, Budget Travel, is to close down. I can hear the jingle now:
Budget Travel goes better places, better prices too.
Dirty Dave used to use the Budget Travel brochure for his wanking material before Ireland was allowed to have pornography. He still has a pristine condition Winter 88 for those special home alone moments. Ad when I say pristine I mean laminated. In his own spunk.
He is going to be gutted tonight. Gutted.
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November 25th, 2009 @ 4:21 pm
Where are all the bargain hunters going to camp outside for 4 days at New Years while everyone else is inside nursing the xmas hangovers?
November 25th, 2009 @ 4:42 pm
God help them they’ll have to get a life now.
November 25th, 2009 @ 4:53 pm
Tell him the Damart catalogue has some sexy chicks in their undies Twenty Lou
November 25th, 2009 @ 4:56 pm
Also – there was always H&E in Easons on O’Connell Street. You’d go in an slip the H&E into your schoolbag while your mates were knocking all the copies of Viz off the shelf. Then you’d just stroll out, flex your arm and you were ready to go.
November 25th, 2009 @ 4:59 pm
If you want a cheap holiday now you’ll end up in the same hotels as the Brits with their constant football chanting. Or the Germans in their g-strings at the breakfast buffet.
November 25th, 2009 @ 5:28 pm
Ah HM, leave the Germans alone, they’re not the wurst.
November 25th, 2009 @ 5:33 pm
I’ve installed a new plug-in on the site so anyone who makes a really bad pun gets an autobahn
November 25th, 2009 @ 6:36 pm
It’s very Dachau there tonight.
November 25th, 2009 @ 6:43 pm
probably gutted in the morning too …
November 25th, 2009 @ 6:55 pm
20, sorry for poor quality puns, but I was out last night and I have a hanover
November 25th, 2009 @ 7:53 pm
Aach
November 25th, 2009 @ 7:56 pm
Sorry, had a power cut here. Problem with the Mainz, apparently.
November 25th, 2009 @ 8:09 pm
Although the Germans are famous for their sense of humour, I feel it ill advised to take the piss .
November 25th, 2009 @ 8:23 pm
The Nazi’s knew a thing or two about budget travel all the same. Especially by rail.
November 25th, 2009 @ 8:55 pm
is a german city pun a bonn mot?
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:02 pm
Cowboy walks into a bar in Stuttgart… “Audi partners”
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:04 pm
heh x 2
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:14 pm
mannheim so funny
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:24 pm
Shouldn’t that be Ingoldstadt?
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:30 pm
If you want my ad Weiss, the puns should stop.
A lot are baden some are worse.
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:49 pm
Yes Maggot. I couldn’t remember where IN on the number plates was. You pedantic Nordy.
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:50 pm
LOL , yep, that is us, pedants and even worse, correct pedants!
November 25th, 2009 @ 9:52 pm
Which confection is it tonight?
I had to cut down on the sugar, was getting the shakes.
November 25th, 2009 @ 10:04 pm
Kit Kat Chunky, the Mary Lou of chocolate
November 25th, 2009 @ 10:11 pm
Heh heh, those Manchester cunts lost to Besiktas!
November 25th, 2009 @ 11:40 pm
Heh heh, those Manchester cunts lost to Besiktas!
Liverpool yesterday, United today, fucking brilliant..
November 25th, 2009 @ 11:42 pm
“Kit Kat Chunky, the Mary Lou of chocolate”
I’d shag her, but more to see if she shouted out in Irish or as bearla..
November 26th, 2009 @ 12:15 am
I’ll bet she whines rather than shouts Lafs
November 26th, 2009 @ 12:17 am
CEREMONY…………….new order………..wake up twenty……smell me
November 26th, 2009 @ 5:19 am
GAS MEN, THE GERMANS….
November 26th, 2009 @ 8:58 am
man thats a shame, they were fucking great value.
November 26th, 2009 @ 9:22 am
Liebfraumilf – Mature German Wine
November 26th, 2009 @ 9:50 am
Mature German Wife?
November 26th, 2009 @ 10:39 am
During the war a pritisher paratrooper landed in a manure heap in a German field and said the only two words he knew in German: “Ach Dung”
November 26th, 2009 @ 10:52 pm
A budget travel brochure as wanking material? God be with the days when you’d sneak a copy of your mum’s cosmo into the jacks to enjoy in your own special way.