A Roaster. The definitive diagnosis

Whatever government stooge on Primetime has just done this.

Calling somebody “horse”.

If you like “ateing” hang sanwiches washed down with a flask of “tae”, especially out of the boot of a car, you are by definition a roaster.

Or ‘boss’

Buying wine at a petrol station… full on roaster.

Too true. You would not buy petrol at an off licence.

Being interested in animal racing pursuits.

Yes you would.

Just realised , I’m the biggest fuckin roaster ever

Somebody who has an English language christian name and an Irish language surname.

When does a bogger become a roaster?

I have an Italian christian name, where does that place me?

At the but

Or you-a-sir

Wearing ray-bans and a leather jacket

Behind the counter of a chipper, most likely.

Posting photographs on Facebook of a trip to the Galway Races and writing the words “savage craic” and “epic session” above the photographs.

“Giddy up”

Fully grown adults who refer to their mother as “mammy”.

"Mammy was making the dinner, so I bought her a bottle of Lambrusco from Londis on the way home from the Galway Races. “Ah Richard Mac An Breathnach, you’re a grand chap, take off your leather jacket there and sew into them shpuds”.

"Fablous"or “Fabalous”