The young man must have swallowed both a dictionary and a thesaurus when writing this. Great to see TFK posters on the national stage all the same.[/QUOTE]
Is that GAAmad? I’d really hope its not. Its absolutely shocking.
Go way you bollox, the young fella is only 15 ffs. A fine effort, his writing will mature through transition year and the valuable life experience he will pick up out on his placement
you made a stunning point the other day mate about listening to Carl Cox Fact1 and the goosepimples standing on your neck… i get that also, had it the other night when listening to Come One by faithless when i was on the threadmill… last time i had it was when i saw the Prodigy live and when he base kicked in for Voodoo People and the whole place just bumped up and down, unreal… oftenon a treadmill listening to trance music u just drift away… 1993- 2000 was some era for trance music… unreal, Bristol was the place too, Portishead, Tricky and Massive Attack morphed it into trip hop, the music scene there is incredble… did you ever listen to future sound of london, mesmerisng
The young man must have swallowed both a dictionary and a thesaurus when writing this. Great to see TFK posters on the national stage all the same.[/QUOTE]
Lolz
FFS, @Bandage shares the events of a delightful and productive day with his pals and attention deficit boy has to get his spake in with a vile and unworthy post.
Had a great day with my father yesterday - called over to the parents at 10am and deposited my mother’s day present with my mother along with a grandmother card from her grandkids. She had a fry waiting.
My oul lad arrived back from mass and we hit the road to Galway. He is a Galway man and has a nephew on the Galway team. We left at about 11am and were pulling into Galway about 12.40. I had a call en route to stop off at the Cork team hotel and was able to introduce my dad to JBM. They then arranged to drive him to the ground and he discussed the animals from Tipperary in the 50s and various other hurling stories along the way. He seemed to know a couple of lads on the gate of Pearse Stadium who were asking after an uncle of mine.
We watched the second half of the football. He told his neighbour in the seat on the other side that “football is finished” and that “Galway team will win nothing”. He has been saying football is finished for as long as I can remember going to matches with him. He is 80 now so it’s a long time.
We watched the hurling, I bought a couple of burgers at half time. After the game he shared a word with his nephew who was warming down. We were dropped back to our car, passing the referee Alan Kelly (who reffed Dublin Cork the previous week) on Garda traffic duty. I had him home by 7.30.
it’s because of this and your total misunderstanding of the demographic of the board that you start threads looking for a crash course on how to get likes
its because of this mickee effortlessly gets likes
[QUOTE=“TheUlteriorMotive, post: 1107626, member: 2272”]As in use of “the nephew” rather than “my cousin”?
That is because my father was at the centre of the story so I felt it read better to make him the hub of that relationship.[/QUOTE]
ah, fair enough so. Apologies for my forwardness