Caladonia
Black is the Colour
On Raglan Road
[QUOTE=“Lazarus, post: 1000252, member: 286”]Caladonia
Black is the Colour
On Raglan Road[/QUOTE]
Raglan road would be more of a lads song I’d think. Although there are seriously manly ladies up Galway way.
‘Lob it into me boss, but don’t babba me’ - is another classic.
[QUOTE=“Lazarus, post: 1000252, member: 286”]Caladonia
Black is the Colour
On Raglan Road[/QUOTE]
“They’re”, pal.
They’re = They Are.
When they’re drunk.
You better sort out this there/their/they’re blind spot now once and for all.
Or so help me God.
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Louie Louie.
[QUOTE=“Bartosz Bereszynskiego, post: 1000273, member: 9”]“They’re”, pal.
They’re = They Are.
When they’re drunk.
You better sort out this there/their/they’re blind spot now once and for all.
Or so help me God.[/QUOTE]
While you were at it you could have also pointed out that “Biddys” is plural and shouldn’t contain an apostrophe.
Indeed, “Biddies” would be the correct form of the plural.
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This has gone horribly wrong for Laz :oops:
[QUOTE=“Lazarus, post: 1000252, member: 286”]Caladonia
Black is the Colour
On Raglan Road[/QUOTE]
Were we at the same sing song during race week?
2 of the 3 songs above were sung by females.
Were we at the same sing song during race week?
2 of the 3 songs above were sung by females.[/QUOTE]
Eh, I think the point he is making is that at every singsong a biddy will belt one/all of these out- Therefore it’s possible he was not at the same singsong as you and that the world doesn’t revolve around you!!
[QUOTE=“Bartosz Bereszynskiego, post: 1000273, member: 9”]“They’re”, pal.
They’re = They Are.
When they’re drunk.
You better sort out this there/their/they’re blind spot now once and for all.
Or so help me God.[/QUOTE]
Eh? A cunt who can’t even spell Bereszynski correct dishing out lessons on grammar?
Whisht!
Were we at the same sing song during race week?
2 of the 3 songs above were sung by females.[/QUOTE]
The Galway Girl
Willie Mc Bride (sic)
Miss American Pie
Sonny by Mary Black
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Stick a dick in me
There’s cum in me eye
Smell o fish be something rotten
July
Fairytale of New York
There There by Radiohead.
Who the fuck is Alice?
The bright blue rose
Wonderful tonight.