[QUOTE=“Fagan ODowd, post: 949661, member: 706”]Fuck me. I encountered one of the biggest cunts I’ve ever come across at a match today. Judging by the gear his kids had on, he was from Aghada. A row in front of me. You wouldn’t believe the shit he came out with. But the icing on the cake was his rant about Supermacs in Thurles. Apparently if he had been in McDonalds in Cork, they’d have taken his order and he’d had have his dinner in 2 minutes. But no. This wasn’t Cork. This was Thurles and whereas they can organise a lad to get a burger in Cork, they haven’t a clue in Thurles.
I should add that this chap would have no interest in going to a league game and thinks that Limerick will beat the pick of these teams in the next round.[/QUOTE]
Was he a rotund man Fagan?
[QUOTE=“SHANNONSIDER, post: 46540, member: 166”]“We came over to Ireland and went around different hotels. Dublin, Belfast, Galway and Cork. We worked a lot in Cork. I hated Cork. They’re a different breed. They’re like the rednecks of Ireland. They’re totally not with it when it comes to sex and women. A massive bunch of them would request the strangest of things. One man wanted me to treat him like a little boy. A lot of them were gay but they wouldn’t admit it. They’re quite dirty in Cork.”
Dirty, as in a good way, with dirty sex?
“No.” She grimaces. “They’re not clean, not like city boys. A lot of them reminded me of farmers. They’d ask for the weirdest of things. I had a couple of clients from Cork that wanted to be treated like dogs. They’d sit there and pant at your feet and lick them. They wanted beating up. They’d never have sex, they just wanted you to twat them.”
Did she bring her wooden spoon?
"No. One man wanted me to kick him in his ribs and he’d bring an egg-timer to make sure he got his full half-hour. In Cork, a lot of the men want strap-on dildos up their asses. I see it as not having sex with them so I actually prefer that. It’s actually quite amusing because I’d be looking at the back of their head thinking, ‘You ****ing idiot.’
"I loved Dublin. It was full of loads of different people. I saw a politician in Dublin. He told me, ‘I shouldn’t be here. I’m actually a politician’. When he was in the shower, I looked out the window and there was a car parked outside with a chauffeur. He had a massage and we talked about things in general. I was sat there in my bra and knickers.
I’m 7 years here in Cork City, and I still don’t know what’s wrong with them. Looking to move back to Limerick ASAP. The first three years were good craic, I was in UCC, working part time, didn’t have much contact with the average cork dweller. Last four years have been a complete eye opener though - the insularity of the place is astounding. They’re quiet mis-trusting of outsiders and they really do believe that their city is the greatest in the land. Seven years here and I’ve one friend who is from Cork, and it wasn’t for the want of trying. Nearly all my friends are from neighbouring counties or Dublin. Serious serious chip on their shoulders in the city. They’re not too bad in the county.
Think they’re just as bad and worse on the northside. The furthest Norries go outside of their own area is when they go to the city centre. Meeting a Limerick or Kerry person is positively exotic for them.
Whatever about moving from one bogswamp in Munster to another, I’ve seen some people move from Dublin to Cork recently. And they don’t even come from Cork. Bizarre.
THREE UNITS OF the Cork City Fire Brigade brought a fire in the centre of the city under control this afternoon. Plumes of smoke were seen rising earlier today from the fire at Carey’s Lane, which was understood to be at local restaurant Aroi.
