FAO of the forum: TV3 showed an episode of Law and Order last night after the Tonight Show. It just so happened that the plot line was about a woman who was raped by two well known men. In the episode, there is an office discussion amongst police detectives in which it is stated that it is very common for actual rape victims’ stories to change not just once, but several times in the days after the crime.
So there.
Absolutely
You seem to be implying her memory was drunken?
I am
Nothing really to suggest she was drunk. You seem to be making bizarre judgements out of sync with what has been heard.
If my razor sharp forensically tuned legal mind is working to full capacity - Paddy didn’t get the ride or a blowy. He needs to up his game, no wonder he went to the kremlin the following night.
She drank over the binge limit.
How drunk she was is guess work.
But there is loads of evidence to “suggest” she was drunk.
Her memory being all over the shop being one
You are a gas man. On the other thread you are willing to get into a car with people who drank more than her.
How many deaths a year from drinking and raping?
Well we know Paddy Jackson was tired as he was heading up to bed. Has fatigue been taken into consideration?
Yes, but What speed was he raping at?
Mr. Jackson (The Outkast)
by Paddy Jackson
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My baby’s drama, mama, she don’t like me
She be doing things like having them boys come from the nightclub
To the bedroom trying to fight me
She need to get a piece of the Jacko pie and take her bite out
That’s my house, I’ll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know she is a Belfast slut, and she wont get a paycheck
Private school, I’m the Methody Man, shit medical bills I don’t pay that
I love your ass and everything, but see I ain’t the one who laid down
She wanna rip you up to start a courtroom war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you’re gonna get a chance to hear my side of the story, we was divided
She had a glass of wine and vodka for her exams but she weren’t invited
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I sit here
All you do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Me and yo’ daughter, had this thing goin’ on
(We had a special kind of thing going on)
She said it was rape
I say consensual
Hope that she don’t feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan for a spit roast
But you can’t predict the weather, girl
Ten times out of nine, now if I’m lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I’ll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that time when Stuart Olding came
On his belly, hope you didn’t feel shame
You wanna lock me up, forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
And notice that eight inches on the ruler can’t be too wrong
Hey woman my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician to abacadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need a scrum cap
It happened for a reason one can’t be mad
So know this, know that everything’s cool
And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Uh, uh, yeah
“Look at the way he treated me”
Shit, look at the way you treat me
You see you little nosy-ass home girls
Done got your ass sent up the creek by J
Without a paddle, you left to straddle
And ride this thing on out
Now me and the girl ain’t speaking no more
Cause my dick all in her mouth
Know what I’m talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating to beating, envy and to the J they be the same thing
So who you placing the blame on, you keep on singing the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your barrista
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My name’s Mr. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Pictures of Kev
You saying he was looking for an easy Put-in?
Very droll prime minister.
‘the Kremlin’ is a well known gay bar in Belfast… It’s also a general go to spot for after hours drinking. For some reason the gay bars run later in Belfast… Apparently
Toby is going to have a spit roast of his own after lunch when he devours this lying cunt.
Paddys memory seems to be sketchy