We are the tough boys of the neighbourhood. Look at us with our hoodies. Look at us. I’m makin’ you look at us because I’m lookin’ at you when you walk by.
Yeah. I’m lookin’ at you. I see you lookin’ back at me. Is that fear in your eyes? I think it is. I think it’s fear. Disgust? Maybe. People tell me I look like an orc. Doyler called me Orco after we went to see the lord of the rings in Liffey Valley and they all call me that now. I don’t care though. I am Orco. Everyone knows my name. At least I’m not an albino like Macker. He’s a pigmenty cunt, or somethin’.
Makes me look even tougher. Because I am tough. I’m fuckin’ tellin’ ya. Watch me hang around the alleyway beside the laundry place. I smoke and I can spit out lumps of green stuff. When it’s not green I can spit out between the gap in me teeth.
I drop litter on the ground when everyone can see me but nobody ever says anything apart from that woman that time but she’s just a fuckin’ bitch but nobody else says anything because they’re afraid. Bag of chips? Ground. Bottle o’ coke? Ground. Mars bar wrapper? Ground. Empty box of Johnny Blue? Ground.
Come on then and say somethin’ if you’re brave enough. But you won’t, because we’re the tough boys. Watch us walk the footpath and not get out of the way of old ladies who are pullin’ their trollies with the messages. Watch us go after the little kids who are playin’ football and who go mad when we nick their ball. Little eejits. That baldy bollix down the road who keeps givin’ the young lad the old footballs from his car would want to watch himself. We’ll drop litter outside his gaff.
We love the fear. We love it because we’re tough. And we drink. Did I mention that? We might be 15 but we can get served in the off-licence beside the posh chinkies. They don’t give us any fuckin’ hassle. No chance. Sometimes the auld fella does but then we just get out of the IDs that Gitch made and he can’t fuckin’ say anythin’.
We drink. Proper drinkers we are. All fuckin’ day we can do it. We do get locked. And you can see it in the offy when we’re buyin’. The other customers stand back. They’re afraid. They can see what we’re about. You don’t wanna get in our way, let me fuckin’ tell you.
We are the tough boys. We are the hoodie wearing drinkers who smoke hash too. They make way. They let us go to the counter first. It’s respect. It’s fear.
And when you see all eight of us and 18 bottles of blue Wkd you’ll know what to do too.
Taser them, the little bollixes.
Twenty, you forgot the little fuckers who walk slowly across the road in front of you as you drive down the road…because they are hard men, and you will stop for them. Foot to the floor time…
Or the moronic fuckers who immediately light up as soon as their holes touch the bus seat. Just cos it’s not allowed, ya know.
ha nice one twenty plenty of those lads around my town everytime i pass down the street there is at least four or five hanging round the chipper drinking spiting and getting in peoples way one of em passed a comment on my wife about two years ago i caught him and gave him a couple of pucks he stayed of the street for a long time after that
how do they manage to perch their caps so far back on their heads?
ah yeah, teenagers on busses – burnin’ the back of seats, swapping hard men ”i fuckin cut him so i did” stories and lighting up. every so often huddled round a fully fledged hard man in silent awe as he tells them tales of being buggered in the ‘joy.
one of the great happinesses in my life is that living in the nrt inner city for the past few years I dont have to get long bus journeys out from the ‘burbs any more.
Anyone who drops litter in the street should be shot. People who throw it out of car windows too, especially those who empty their ashtrays where they park. Everyone really hates something. Twenty hates Damien Rice. I hate people who throw their rubbish in the street.
I hate people that pull the ring-pulls off cans too. The cans have been designed like that so that is preceisely what we don’t fucking do but some cunts just can’t help it. I feel so fucking angry right now.
The Wkd killed me though, so funny.
and we’re so hard nobody dares tell us to pull our jeans up because we look utter twats
Darwin will take care of ‘em.
The teenage ones, I can understand. We were all bolloxi (or bolloxes) when we were younger.
It’s the adult, or the ‘fully grown’ scum, that piss me right-the-fuck off.
Take a trip into James’ A&E and just observe. Every scumhead that enters will be making the biggest scene, regardless of their affliction.
I seen one guy (circa 50 years old) come in with a crutch. He was acting as if he was on his last legs; mumbling his details to the clerk and shuffling along at a snails pace. Wallowing in self pity. Cunt. I spotted the act a mile away.
But he sure found his voice and vigour about 20 minutes later when some fucker pushed past him outside in the smoking area! He came back in saying ‘How dare you? I’m disabled. If I was younger I’d kick your head in’
The guy who pushed past him said ‘You were blocking the door. I asked you 3 times to please step aside and you didn’t move an inch’
So basically, Scummy Scummerson was blocking the entrance to the A&E, provoked someone into nudging him aside and then creates a scene and threatens someone with violence in the second conditional tense.
So, yeah, scumbags are the biggest attention seekers out there
yes they are the cunts who fish on the dodder with maggots’ they fish off walls and bridges they drink cans of beer’ and fuck the cans back in later just pure scum fuckers i hate them
I read a post somewhere about how the new thing is for them to stand round with their hands down the front of their tracksuits, holding themselves. Like nervous little boys on the first day of school. Has that got here yet?
A lot of it has to do with endemic malnutrition. NO breastfeeding, no vegetables, no essential fatty acids, just telly and chips for generations.
The Orco thing is sad, though – there was all this uproar after TLOTR came out, about how the orcs were like deformed people, but I just saw them as such a representation of scumbags.
That offy is a bit special all right. I’m surprised half the customers can even reach the counter.
jaysus jo, sure a batterburger has all the nutrients a growing child needs!
Scummers are also the most conformist and conservative group of people you’re likely to encounter.
They just all ‘happen’ to like the same shite music, the same shite beer, the same horrible tracksuits, etc etc.
Bunch of pussies, completely afraid to express themselves without referring to what’s allowable withing their circle of knacker mates.
murty… “People who throw it out of car windows too, especially those who empty their ashtrays where they park.”
When I was a kid I used to think that there were some strange nocturnal gatherings on my rodd where people gathered to smoke fags. i’d see the pile of butts that weren’t there the day before and conjure up an image of some of the neighbours sitting on the kerb in the night to smoke fags. It was some years before I witnessed a car unloading the contents and the penny dropped.
There were a bunch of scumbags hassling some kids in Glasnevin last winter. Real little bullying cunts. So the Dads got together one night and borrowed a van and waited for the gang to gather in a laneway where they used to drink. As soon as they sat down and opened their cans, the Dads all piled out with hurley sticks and gave them a serious hiding and told them not be cunts again or there’d be broken legs next time.
“18 bottles of blue Wkd” good for smashing when empty, giving you a nice crunching sound under your wheels.
Bresatfeeding, Jo mentioned breastfeeding.
Just too much.
you have watched the movie
“Boyz in da Hood”
Todays generation is
“Boyz in da Hoodies”
“Boyz in da Hoodies”
heh
Jo, he looks like an orc, seriously. If you covered him with hair he’d be a fuckin’ caveman.
“one of the great happinesses in my life is that living in the nrt inner city for the past few years I dont have to get long bus journeys out from the ‘burbs any more.”
amen brother.
since i moved to an area close to town, and within cycling distance of both my workplace and my family, it gladdens my heart that i don’t have to subject myself to bus travel.
cathal coughlan was right.
Don’t feel bad Supergrover – It took a while for the penny to drop for me too.
Totally agree with the conformist angle – they let on to be different but really they’re all the fucking same – look the same, sound the same and most will all end up the same.
When they talk they sound exactly like their mopeds.
In every Western city the scummy folk look and speak alike. Globalisation is progress, innit?
These ones don’t have mopeds, just scuffed trainers, HM. And stuff shoplifted from Superquinn when they’re allowed in.
SoS – orcs of a feather …
they give the hooded sweatshirt a bad name.
holding their dicks by putting their hands down their pants, thats american, my mate had some yanks staying and they did it, then he started doing, i told him he looked ridiculous and i wasnt calling around again as everythign he touched would have his wretched cock germs on it, they may as well walk about with their thumb up their arse
The hands down the jocks thing is so stupid. But does it not mean they’re packin’ something? Giving the impression they’ve a loaded pistol?
We need to set up youth clubs and involve them more in the community.There`s a shocking lack of facilities for the young.I blame society.(I am being held hostage and made to say things).
I’ve been hearing that since I was a nipper.
Youth clubs, heh. Just reminds me of Grange Hill or something
>> yes they are the cunts who fish on the dodder
Oooo Its a river hes on about
I thought it was the way he used walk home after stout
Grange ‘ill characters. Innit.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Grange_Hill_characters
Zammo.
i walk home fine it just takes me longer
I live near a cement factory and not too far upriver from Aughnish Aluminium and not far enough away from Moneypoint. Dublin is about get to a sparkly brand new emissions free burning place for durty rubbish.
Whenever I hear any cunt go on about throwing litter on the street, I look over at the smoke stacks and say “ fuck right off”.
Twenty, there are a bunch of kids who have the same habits you mentioned but don’t intimidate , deliberately anyway. Dress the same , spit the same , drink and smoke the same.
bring back corporal punishment i would do the job for nothing with a yard of hose
Well they grow up getting beaten around by their parents, their siblings, their friends, their peers… I don’t see how on the dry with his hose will make much difference.
Speaking of which – and I’m sorry, SG, but … nocturnal gatherings on your rodd? Bahahahaha.
Hm, Zammo looks just the same, but oh so creepy! Stay off the smack, kids… :)
just joking jo
Jo, yeah, nicely spotted.
PS – grow up :p
fuck off rapey, hoodies already have a bad name because they’re for cunts. I bet you dress like those young scumbags.
SG: Neverrrrr!!!
on the dry, ah yeah, but it’s the standard response for so many people, isn’t it?
Fair point sniffle put it’s not a reference to contamination it’s just a completely ignorant act – It’s like someone sticking their finger up their nose and having a good root around before they wave it in your face – or pointing their arse in your direction before letting one rip.
Is it that hard to keep wrappers in your pocket until you find a bin that is probably no more than 10 feet away? Just goes to show that all of those tidy town art competitions weren’t worth a fuck in educating people if everyone is still throwing their shit around.
i blame the parents
I’ve encountered just as many posh boys who get a few gargles in them and try to intimidate and act like complete wankers aswell on a night out. Atleast the knickknacks have a reason to feel like they’re not part of this society.
Pack it in, Benny.
in my day you had a big blue bag filled with warm cans of kestrel
i blame alcopops for the collapse of society !
underage drinkin’ used to require a strong stomach and a sense of purpose
i blame alcopops for the collapse of society !
I think that’s quite reasonable
Ah,the old pleasure palace takeaway,heh.
guinness light they said it could not be done’ that was 1979 and they got it right’ light beer of any type MUCK
hoodies are fashionable and stylish, not the dunnes one peadar wears with his weekend slacks and shoes when its a bit nippy out. the tramp. nike hoodies are fucking cool.
Hoodies are extremely comfortable.
I once got a Flying Spaghetti Monster hoody and it was really comfy but it was white so i looked like a complete scumbag. Sob.
The hand down the pants thing is fucking horrible, probably dirty cunts. cocks. ah y’know what i mean.