Hon Cark bouy!
Where’s that ?
Rathkeale
If I were a betting man, I’d wager thats the work of sheep farmers.
There she is
The modesty you associate with Ulster Football.
It’s highly unlikely that Mr. Haughey would ever (or ever be seen) slurping from a can.
Christ he was a proper world statesman. Top shelf only there. Charlie was somewhat down the ranks.
I’d say you’re bang on there, CJH would never drink “beer”
The cunt wasn’t watching it on the telly in 90. He was front and centre, lapping it all up.
Call him a cunt all you like but you’d crawl on your belly through cut glass to vote for him in the next election.
There’d be no housing crisis if the developers could just pay off the planners and fuck the houses up any which way
Lads spent half a million on a mansion in Donegal and still fucked it up. Haughey would have shit boxes for all of them for a tent of the price
He was from Donnycarney ffs. They’d drink beer out of a dead soldiers hole around there.
CJ had a vision for Ireland to be dining at the top table of the world.
He was in his bollocks. He was from Castlebar, he said it himself.
Where do you think he got the ego (see Pee Flynn) from? Not fucking Donnycarney anyway.
They are welcome to him!