Lawyers

My lawyer, Gonad the Ballbearian, isn't a 300-pound Samoan, but you can't have everything. He ran away from the circus to become a lawyer but ended up working in Limerick, [...]

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T. Rex visits Southpark

This is going to be a quick one. Only the sad old hippies amongst us will remember the early Tyrannosaurus Rex albums, and so I must address this question to [...]

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Goebbels

What the fuck is wrong with McDowell? Goebbels? Fucking Goebbels? Do you know something, I'm really starting to despair of Irish politicians. You hear all this shit about Irish wit [...]

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Police and thieves

I see that the membership of an Garda Siochana are upset at the prospect of our having a police reserve. They don't think it's a good thing to have amateurs [...]

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Graveyards

Graveyards

I was talking to a friend of mine tonight, over a few pints, discussing the great victory at the weekend, and how we didn't actually win at all considering the [...]

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Cider Ads

Tie. I. I. I. I'm. Is on my side.Tie. I. I. I. I'm. Is on my side. That's the Rolling Stones. And, Mick, I'm sorry to tell you that tie [...]

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Football. All day.

I know. What a load of shite. I know. It's the blog equivalent of putting on Alice's Restaurant and fucking off for a smoke, like Ronan Collins used to do, [...]

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The worst poet ever

Today, I think I'll share with you one of the works of William Topaz McGonagall, a man widely acknowledged to be the worst poet who ever lived. This fine example [...]

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Feng Shui

You know Feng Shui? Of course you do. Anyway, I don't want to talk about Feng Shui. I want to talk about the fucking eejits who correct your pronunciation of [...]

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Hurley in the bathroom, please talk free

There's a hurley in my bathroom. Why is there a hurley in my bathroom? I noticed it just now when I went to wash the blood and dog-drool off my [...]

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