Classic roasterism on the 9 oāclock new last night in George Leeās piece from a Teagasc advisory day at Moorepark.
George wrapped it up as a bunch of them shuffled past him toward the camera. A walking dead of roasters.
I saw that - it almost looked like a weird special effect as none of the roaster even did their usual leer at the camera manouvere
I had bacon ribs and colcannon for my lunch in Jack Meades pub yesterday.
Michael Lyster, Prince Phillip and Ed Sheeran in the attendance.
George Osborne is after riding me this month. The cunts in payroll had me on the wrong tax code. Iām fucking seething here.
It must be the crowning glory of his career. A statue of himself in a provincial airport.
Do you fly out of Waterford airport much pal?
Will Brendan Maher get his mural put up in Stapletonās bar in Borrisoleigh this year Har do you reckon?
I do.
You seem to think that having a statue of yourself in an airport is an insignificant thing 
Fagan has very demanding expectations
You fucking idiot. You wouldnāt get that carry on back in your native Nenagh
They are playing this poor Tipp bogger for a fool. Probably laughing their holes off back in the Tax Office, taking the dumb mick for a ride.