Apology accepted.
Some other posters could learn a thing or two from that mature exchange between me and Choco rather than their constant sniping and aiming barbs at each other.
Apology accepted.
Some other posters could learn a thing or two from that mature exchange between me and Choco rather than their constant sniping and aiming barbs at each other.
We’re a class apart, pal.
do you write your favourite bands on your school bag still
Still? Who the fuck wrote on their school bag?? What kind of girly upbringing did you have at all, colouring in your school bag - No wonder you turned out the way you did … Do you have a rake of sisters?
Choco the poor cratur didnt have one of these
What the fuck is that? I heard Wexford was rough but did you live in a war zone?
I was chatting to a middle aged couple who were at the gig on Saturday night.
Apparently everyone going in was given an luminous wrist band.
Guess what? They turned off the lights at one stage and everyone’s wrist band glowed in the dark!
Then came the fireworks!
That was the schoolbag of the 80s pal and I had one in primary school in Wexford and secondary in Dublin.
Ah stop
in the 80s I had a He-Man, Transformers and Liverpool school bag, mate. I can’t remember the 90s as I was too full of angst and teenage rage to care.
Huh?
Humberside?
Sounds like a great show.
It was brilliant judging by the snapchat and facebook videos anyway.
Do you live your life through other people’s snapperchat, bro? It would appear so…
Yes, sometimes I feel like I’m on holidays with these people.
Unrale!!
Did you bring it back from Humberside?
The connectivity, the feeling of one-ness - a shared moment in time and space that only the lucky few experienced, a moment that will live forever. Years from now when these chosen few depart their mortal coil, and in a scene reminiscent to the ending of the movie Titanic, they will go back to that faithful night in Croke park where the others will be waiting for them, arms aloft and wrist band glowing, welcoming each and everyone of them to the afterlife where they will bask forever in the warmth and the joy they experienced together in Croke park one Irish summer’s evening. UNREAL.
I’m welling up just reading that and I wasn’t even there.
You’d want to be a heartless bastard not to…