I walked across London Bridge on Wednesday, it could have been me!
An Irish businessman who was âyards awayâ. 
The cunt was half a km away in a restaurant and above the ground from a small underground explosion that injured no one
Lucky escape. Iâd be taking the week off
it was yards away. All 546.807 or so of them.
We were all a number of yards away really
#prayforus
I better mark myself as safe on Facebook
Might be a bit soon for that yet.
Aye. He should wait till after the qualifier draw on Monday morning. We could be at defcon 4 by 8:45
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This time week me and the little one were feeding pigeons in placa catalunya.
It couldâve been been us.
I was speaking to someone on the phone today who was working in Barcelona. It could have been me
http://www.belfasttelegraph.co.uk/news/northern-ireland/relieved-ni-holidaymakers-tell-of-lucky-escapes-36047187.html âI didnât live through 45 years of the Troubles to get killed by terrorists in Spain.â He wasnât even staying in Barcelona 
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Mr and Mrs Crockard only started going on foreign holidays three years ago and are now divided on whether or not they will continue travelling abroad.
"We were going to go on Thursday "
Ffs
that job is oxo
I could have died in those storms, floods and hurricanes in Houston. I spent the weekend there in April 2009 for WrestleMania XXV.
Event: The death of actor Robbie Doolin
Date: August 20th/21st, 2000
Any other details: I attended the All-Ireland football semi-final between Kerry and Armagh on the afternoon of Sunday August 20th, 2000. I was drinking after the game and that night walked down Phibsboro Road and Church Street as far as Usherâs Quay in an attempt to catch the last bus home. I missed this bus and decided to walk home. I walked down the South Quays and passed Noel Leonardâs pub at approximately 11:50pm.
Unbeknownst to me, at that very time, actor and star of âUpwardly Mobileâ Robbie Doolin was inside Noel Leonardâs drinking with his fellow actor from the show, Joe Savino.
Had I passed Noel Leonardâs 25 minutes later as Doolin left the pub, or had Doolin left the pub 25 minutes earlier than he did, and had I got talking to him, been offered some cocaine by him and accepted, or got in a fight with him, or gone drinking with him and been sat on by some fat cunt, I could have died that night, either instead of, or along with Doolin. That didnât happen, and instead I arrived home at about 1:15am to find out via Ceefax that Tiger Woods had won the US PGA in a play-off with Bob May. Then I went to bed.
But it could have been me.
It seems that the PP in Portmarnock was robbed (possibly by a disgruntled local punter) yesterday. It could have been me. Thankfully Iâm 300k away with an alibi in West Cork.
You have a good alibi this time. You are learning.
Says the man who left Limerick for Louth a couple of weeks before Dolores died mysteriouslyâŚ