There used to be a meltdown once a week back then,I couldnāt wait to get home from work during the week to open the laptop and see what was happening on TFK (sad I know).When I lived in the states I came here for my news in the evening (night time here)cause ye cunt had a 5 hour headstart of whinging and bitching,and it was great,now itās full of lads putting up pictures of half done steaks and crappy runners
Thats because they have all become fannys
Correct kev but a few really decent posters left/died/got married/grew up didnāt help
And you never changed
Well said
True. But i think the key is prople forget alot tgat there is a difference between growing up and remaining true to who you are. You can have both.
You can see the midlife crisis coming now as lads donāt know where they are at.
So point being i think in time you will see a return to it in ways. Look at HBV. He used to be an occassional clever quality more than quantity poster. Now he is just a high ranking crank. Which one he is more comfortable with i am not sure yet. There may have been some life changing event at play there, who knows.
Yes because i am very comfortable with who i am, weaknesses and all.
Interviewer: What are your weaknesses, Kevin?
Kev: Iām probably to much of a perfectionist. I also expect a bit too much from other people, not everyone can think laterally. I need to be more patient with them.
Haha. Standard interview techniques for the narcsissists.
Hopefully i never have to interview ever again.
The Limerick Managers thread has taken a disturbing (well more disturbing than normal), turn.
Who is dishing out the threats? Absolutely no way am I going to read the drivel in that thread.
Here
Fajitas and camogie seem to the contentious topics of today
No more so than usual.
How does it feel, with no direction home, a complete unknown, like a rolling stone?
The clarity of vision I have at this moment must have been something Pearse and Connolly felt on Easter Monday morning 1916, that clear thinking before you kill a manā¦
People are very angry today. On myjourney today, having unselfishly taken the car and dropped the little one to school so herself could cycle, I encountered first a āmanā in am audi A6 who tried to run me off the m60 at eighty mph in heavy traffic for no apparent reason other than I delayed pulling into the middle lane whilst I ensured the petrol lorry in the inside lane wasnāt pulling out.
I then raised my hands in despair as another young man and his chavette undertook me on a roundabout and shoved his way in from the left hand turning lane. He proceeded to give me the wanker/middle finger and all manner of other gestures much to her amusement, until I pulled alongside and gestured him to pull over. He pulled back sharpish then the cowardly fuck, but Iām still vexed at this now for some strange reason. The first fat fucker in particular I would love to batter. He fucked off too when I pulled alongside and, to my shame called him a fat cunt.
Iwas perfectly happy and calm setting off.
@Bandage, donāt fucking bother getting a car.
Flatty, you are not safe for cars in any country. Stick to cycling
Being angry here is good for you. Ye stupid fucking cunts