I used to buy stuff from there every now and then when I lived in Dublin.
I doubt you’d find a rat unintentionally inside a tin of spam.
You’re safe enough.
I buy all my spam fresh mate.
paddy loves his chinese
paddy loves his house special curry with chips, the smell of that disgusting sauce
Nothing better than sitting down to enjoy a nice traditional Chinese meal like a 4 in 1 or a spice box.
Served by Mrs chin.
Paddy goes wild for the house specials alright, a bit of sweet and sour chicken another big hit.
Paddy hasn’t a fuckin clue,he’ll ate any auld shite if it’s slabbered in some sweet gooey sauce.
That place in Blackrock, I’ve never seen more than a couple of people in there and don’t know anyone who dines there. I reckon that part of the village is filthy with Blackrock Market & now all the disturbances with building and continued road works. That Michelin Star place would have a job keeping itself clean and free from that sort of shite.
Never saw a small one .
the Chinese are a filthy race of bastards, you’d see stories like the one below on a daily basis in the news
http://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/surrey-news/staff-jai-ho-horley-were-13724052
Years ago I was going out with a girl who was friends with a health inspector at restaurants. The cleanest kitchen in Limerick (circa 05/06) was apparently the Indian up by Punches Cross. Your wan always wanted us to get take away from there as she was armed with that information.
Went there a few years ago for first time
In years and didn’t think the food was great.
Also, my cat had a fine rat at the front door yesterday. About his third kill in as many weeks. An assassin who is keeping the good people (cc @backinatracksuit) of SCR safe
In my life in Ireland I have seen less than 10 rats I’d say. I could see that many in the US in a couple of nights just by walking around.
Our cat brought in a few live shrews over different nights last month, I only killed one and managed to catch the others and release them unharmed ( physically anyway), one morning about 2:30am the dog went mad and alerted me to another shrew being brought into the siting room.After stumbling out of bed very sleepily and without my glasses I thought I’d just catch the shrew with my usual method of pinning it into a dustpan with the small brush and leaving the rodent to freedom.
Anyhow I had him rightly cornered under the tv stand and was poking at his tail directing him into the pan … until I realised I was poking a black electrical socket into the pan, and I cursing the little squeaky cunt into the pan.
Cool story bro’
You could have made up a better story
He couldn’t, sadly.
If only I was an expert liar like you.