I’d like to apologize for being a spiteful cunt on various topics over the last few months. Not that any one actually gives a fuck what i say 99.96% of the time but there’s been a lot of food for thought on here recently. No doubt I’ll be back to being a horrible spiteful little cunt next week but nonetheless, i wish everyone peace and love on here always.
Except you Neocons. You can get ta fuck.
You’re good people. Now change your avatar, I cant be looking at the well slapped arse.
Fuck up
I had a similar epiphany a few weeks ago. I felt I was belittling your Corks, your Clares, your Tipperarys, your Galways, your Waterfords and so on, a little too much. I mean guys have opinions and if I disagreed with them I was dismissing them too easily on account of how much Limerick had battered them by. I was ashamed of myself for a while.
I’m also going to give the superiority thing a rest I think. It’s no longer any fun now that it’s actually true. Fuck sake.
That’s the split season for you
I take it you’re referring to men’s adult stick hurling, because there isn’t anything else?
I’m tired of winning
Look I don’t want to prolong this for you. You, more than most, have suffered and we have to acknowledge our role in that.
And you know, the funny thing is, Galway came close, ye really did.
Hang in there, the tide will turn eventually.
We have tested and tasted too much, lover
In Galway.
Through a chink too wide comes in no wonder.
Just how Cian Lynch plays the game.