full seated panties (on birds, not on me).
there’s nothing in the world more upsetting (well apart from war & aids maybe) than seeing a good looking bird well dressed then she turns around and like a sucker punch to the nads a huge disgusting VPL appears diagonally across the rear. why do some birds insist on ruining their appearance with these “nappies”.
if i was attractive enough to pull decent looking birds i would make a point of turning down any bird sporting this shameful attire.
eastern europeans and frs 17
are these linked? not sure what the second is, but if they’re separate i can’t agree on the first, big fan of the eastern european birds
They re not linked.
Nothing against the females working as slaves in the sex industry. I hate the infux of them, they are robbing our identity. Dublin is going to go from a multi-racist city to a multi-racial city.
They are taking our jobs too (especially the punjabs)
Queuing and waiting.
Queuing at a packed bar for a pint can be awful.
Queuing to get into a crap niteclub.
Queuing at an ATM for ages and then you get near the top and some fool spends ages trying to find their card in their purse/wallet. You’d think they might have it ready in their hand seeing as they’ve been queuing for the last 10 minutes.
Waiting for buses too.
Most of all though would have to be self-importance. I detest people who revel in letting everyone know how powerful and important they are like certain superiors in my previous employment. I will never bow to fookers like that as I was taught to treat those you serve in the same manner as those who serve you. Respect to all but genuine people moreso than fake, obnoxious twats. That is all. For now. 
Taxis(or lack thereof after a night out)
Traffic
This ones a bit nit picky but:
Ending up in a pub/club with a covers band who dont know the words to the songs they play. Really does my head in
The Sunday Independent…again!
Eamon Sweeney is an utter twat, earning the title for a ridicuous article on GAA players not speaking to fools like himself. He gets an honourable mention in the twat category for an article some weeks back on the Wexford fiasco. He even looks like a fool.
And the creme de la creme…Barry fookin Egan. And more particularly his interview with Glenda Gilsen. Such a contrived load of Ball Ox.
This was the bit when I started to get angry…
Did the limelight kill your relationship?
“It was tough,” she answers immediately, "because if you think about it: Brian was used to being on the sports pages and I was on the social pages. Then I would read that I only made my name through him. I don’t think that’s very true.Do you? "
You don’t need a degree in marketing to see that Glenda helped his image as much as he helped hers. She reinvented him as a modern sportsman. Let us not forget that he was a relatively unknown rugger player before he met Glenda.
Obviously I don’t blame her for insinuating this, but that unimportant fool who typed it.
Fuckin rag. Dricco is the man. Not that I even know the guy but he didn’t need a fookin Glenda Gilsen to make him a legend.
Kevin McStay - for his irritating habit of forcing basketball speak into his analysis. Offence?? In Gaelic Football there are forward and attackers but a fookin offence??? An offence is something steamboat sam gets charged with.
And he said a Mayo lad was “gonna see a bit of benchtime” when he was taken off. Keep it to yourself McStay, a Richard Gere sport. Went to an NBA game once, a fookin pantomine.
I remember when Ballina were dominating the Denny Cup I think it was called. An epidemic of McHales on the team and the great Deora Marsh(Excuse spelling). Great days.
Two cracking calls there Appendage. That Kevin McStay is an annoying little twerp! He appears to be the main analyst on the night time show now as well as being a co-commentator. A big role for someone who wasn’t all that great himself as far as I can recall. They seem to think he’s really slick and insightful just because he’s a teacher and can string two sentences together unlike most of the boggers who play GAA!
As for the Sindo, that article is typical of it. One of the last times I was home for the weekend I flicked through it and there was about a 10 page feature on a party held on some yacht off the coast of Spain by celebrity solicitor Gerard Kean. Like who gives a shit>
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re the Sunday Indo, isn’t it the most popular sunday paper ? i agree that it is rubbish, but why do so many buy it then ?
I think its bought out of habit by alot of people, particularly older generations. Certainly the case in the appendage homestead. The weekly reading is followed by the weekly condemnation of the content. Yet its bought again the next week. Madness, but such is life.
Its hard to find any redeeming qualitys for it. The sports section can, on occasion generate a bit of interest but is pretty poor in comparision to its rivals.
But as stated earlier the whole Barry Egan thing really fooking annoys me, and the time the fooked over Liam Lawlor when the man had just been killed. Fookin scandalous. Spineless low life journalists!!!
I?d like to add the following to your list (in no particular order).
Kilkenny hurling fans
Tom Cruise
The fields of Athenry
Phil Cawley
Joe Brolly (especially his insistence on referring to Armagh and Tyrone at every opportunity)
Armagh being referred to as a great team (their a good team but not a great team, a good team wins one AI, a great team wins 2)
The Galway Hurling Board
Eugene Cloonan
I?m sure there?s plenty more, but can?t think of any at the moment.
Cliche
The snobbissh attitude of Irish soccer people towards the eircom league.
“Monagahan Boys on Tour”
“Davy Keogh Says Hello”
To the Monaghan Boys and Davy Keogh: show some respect for our national flag and refrain from desecrating it.
The Monaghan Boys on Tour even have a picture of Homer Simpson on the tricolour! Disgraceful.
You’d think if they were plastering their name all over our national flag they’d at least spell the county correctly
Cooooooonts who buy up 4 or 5 tickets to sell out games.
I could not believe it was Monday when I woke up. There’s a lot to be said for having a few pints on a Sunday evening just to send you to sleep. The only other enjoyable method of prolonging the weekend is staying up reading snippets of Liam Dunne’s autobiography until 2 or 3am. Having to face those chirpy idiots is indeed a pet hate of mine, that said I’ve spoken to one person in the last 8 hours and that’s because they approached me!
Barry Fookin Egan…again. Louis Walsh this week. He asked Louis when he lost his virginity, to which Walsh replied he couldn’t remember. For fooks sake.
Some sunday I just won’t read him.
Honouorable mention to Neil Francis, Ireland’s fiercist rugby critic. Best remembered as a mediocre lock who “bravely” took out Nick Farr-Jones in the 91 1/4 final. Tosser.
Plastic forks are indeed a plague sam. Completely pointless invention.