On occasion, Cole would wander the streets with a cow’s teat poking through the fly of his trousers; once he judged he had caused optimum outrage he would cut off the offending protrusion with a pair of scissors.[10]
According to another story he bought tickets for particular seats at a theatrical performance he considered pretentious and distributed them to eight bald men whose heads, painted with a single letter, spelled out the word “B-O-L-L-O-C-K-S” (another source claims it was four men’s heads making the word F-U-C-K),[13] which was legible from the circle and boxes above.[14][15]
Used work there and Gorbys
Some high tides literally bring the sewers up
Bounced in Plato Murphy’s and the manager on several occasions had the student workers mopping and using squeejes ( wrong spelling) as the shire and piss was coming into the pub
He didn’t give a fuck
John Paul ( of John Paul construction lineage part owned it)