Monthly Archives: May 2010
A pack of Twits
What exactly does Senator Dan Boyle do? I know he appears on radio shows day after day talking slightly less shite than his erstwhile colleague Eamon Ryan, but is he more famous for his Twittering than his politics? Fianna Fail … Continue reading
Kiss me, I’m Oirish
Discount cards for people of Irish heritage at tourist attractions. Jaysus. How do you prove Irish ancestry though? Does it have to be real or can it be Cascarino-style Irish? Does having the surname Murphy automatically qualify you, even if … Continue reading
The remains of a nation
Cardinal Sean Brady to remain as head of the catholic church in Ireland despite the fact he’s a paedo-hiding, cover-upper of the highest order. Greens to remain in government with Fianna Fail despite Fianna Fail being wicked, venal and corrupt. … Continue reading
They’ve only gone and jinxed us
Forecasters predict long, hot summer Like the summers we had when we were kids during which there was never any rain at all. At least none that I can remember. It was non-stop football all day long. I remember one … Continue reading
Hirsutes you, sir
This weekend I will take the Honda 50 down the new motorway for a stag weekend in Galway. I say weekend but in order not to spread the wonder of me too thinly will only attend for one night (that, … Continue reading
Just so we’re clear
The natural reaction when you’re sitting at the lights at Harold’s Cross bridge and you see a bloke on a unicycle crossing at the road is ‘Oh, please fall. Please fall’ and then when he nearly falls but straightens himself … Continue reading
Worst Taoiseach ever defends worst Finance Minister ever
That’d be himself, like. Despite presiding over the worst financial crisis in the world, EVAH, old blubberguts still doesn’t take any personal responsibility for anything. Especially the stuff he did when he was Bertie’s Minister for Finance. Radge sent me … Continue reading
Grrrrr
Fillum. Pacific. Should of. Expresso. Hostible. For all intensive purposes. Package o’ crips. Irregardless. Prostrate problem. — If you say any of these things you should shut up.
Fuck off Joe Coleman
Old spoofy bollocks himself, Joe Coleman, claims to have witnessed another appearance by the virgin Mary at Knock. This from the Irish Times: Jabbing his finger at a cloudy sky, Mr Coleman said: “I seen her there and I seen … Continue reading
Old spoofy bollocks himself, Joe Coleman, claims to have witnessed another appearance by the virgin Mary at Knock. This from the Irish Times:
Jabbing his finger at a cloudy sky, Mr Coleman said: “I seen her there and I seen her there. She did make herself known.”
Dear oh dear. “Seen her”, really?
It’s a shame the blessed virgin didn’t impart the gift of being able to use the past tense correctly. As miracles go that’d be pretty small time. He’s not looking for his bendy legs to be straightened, a tumour the size of a melon to be obliterated or his cross-eyed mate brought back from the dead.
Nope, just the ability to do something a 6 year old can do and use the correct form of verb when speaking in public.
Nevertheless this mystical sky chick gave him a ‘fantastic message’. Apparently she told him the ending to Lost.