Is this some young fellas game? Is it go games or something?
If you were educated in Charleville than you’d understand very well why the techs play second fiddle to the proper schools in every facet of life.
Was just down in Fairview there and was dismayed to see Hillbillys full of schoolgirls shovelling fried chicken and chips into themselves. All schoolgirls should be on a diet of chicken and lettuce and nothing more. This country’s going to have a ridiculous amount of fatsos in it in a few years.
A mate calling over to your apartment on a Friday night to ‘hang out’. No bag of cans. No nothing. Just to have a chat and unwind. Ridiculous behaviour by Farmer.
You told me that you had a very enjoyable evening.
Blokes that book slots for hairdos in the barbers. That’s a hairdressers you’re mixing it up with pal. In a barbers everyone sits and waits their turn. Cunts coming in and saying they’re here for their one o clock with Joe really just fuck it up for everyone.
Fucking hell*.
[size=“1”]* I have never actually seen this happen.[/size]
I would compliment their choice of chicken house though.
As would I Runt. I’m a big fan of Hillbillys.
Forgetting your book for a train journey, forgetting to charge your mp3 player for the train and having a smelly person sit beside you on the train. A triple whammy.
This shit is rife in some of the larger barbering chains in Dublin.
Carlsbergs decision to discard ‘Probably’ as its slogan. Ridiculous carry on.
This is my final time to make this point to you but put your music on your phone you dickhead.
I’ve never been in it. That’s possibly a thing that’s wrong also.
It would be ridiculous to put all my eggs in one basket.
I text Farmer afterwards to make sure he was ok. Very very odd behaviour.
Would you believe I actually tried this for the first time today? Not for a hairdo but a hot
towel shave and massage. I was tol to just rock in so I’m doing so on Saturday in Fat Tony’s in Oranmore. Laz, balloobas, KP if you want to join me feel free. See ya pals.
I arrived in home to Jugs doing a spot of ironing in his jocks. Wrong in itself. I don’t need to see the scrawny little cunt like that.
But worse, I says to him are ya heading out. He say nah I’m going playing football. My tshirt was too wrinkly to even play football in.
Unbelievable.
€5.45 for a pint in that kip McGowan’s. Thought we’d left those days behind. Ludicrous €7 cover charge aswell. I don’t deserve any better going in there but it’s still wrong.
I’m sure TFK’s greatest ever player, Brian Tinnion, would agree how important it is to be well presented on the field of play.