A is for Adeleke. We like her.
B is for Brian Fenton. He’s often seen around the Orange Goat in Killester.
C is for cunts. We don’t like them.
D is for Donald Trump. He’s a cunt.
E is for Elon Musk. He’s an even bigger cunt.
F is for Fianna Fail. This is Fianna Fail country.
G is for genocide. Nobody publicly likes genocide but a lot of people like publicly denying it.
H is for Harris. Kamala and Simon and Drew. We’ll hear no more from Kamala.
I is for Ireland and I is for Israel. Much like this writer, the two Is like to fight against each other.
J is for Juniper, Paul Murphy’s non-binary offspring who makes middle aged men froth with rage.
K is for Kyle Hayes. He’s a cunt.
L is for Liverpool. We love them.
M is for McGregor. He’s a rapist.
N is for Nineties. We wish we lived in the Nineties.
O is for Oasis. Oasis are proof we wish we lived in the Nineties.
P is for Putin. He’s very popular with online simpletons.
Q is Quinnsworth. We preferred Quinnsworth to Tesco. This is more proof we wished we lived in the Nineties.
R is for Rules Committee. It’s been a great year for rules committees.
S is for Slot. He’s Bob Paisley.
T is for Tony Kelly. He’s a magician.
U is for United. We laugh at them.
V is for Verona Murphy. She’s a headbanger.
W is for White Supremacists. It’s been a great year for them.
X is for Xi Jinping. He’s a bad egg.
Y is for Yamal. He’s very talented.
Z is for Zelensky. @glenshane hates him.
But now onto the real list.
A is for awful filler material. Which is what this is.
B is for Breheny. He likes lists.
C is for content. Nothing that is called content is any good. C is also for clickbait.
D is for derogation of duty. Which is what I want to engage in having to do this list.
E is for end of year lists.
F is Fuck, as in fuck having having to do this list.
G is for go away you’re boring me with this list.
H is for hat. As in “I’ll eat my hat if anybody reads this list.”
I is for Inches. As in column inches to fill.
J is for Jesus. Jesus why do I have to do this list.
K is for kill, as in kill me now for having to do this list.
L is for list. Why we’re all here.
M is for man, as in “man I’m bored of doing this list.”
N is for nearly over. Which is what this year is.
O is for Oh christ when will I get to the end of this list.
P is for pint. Christ I’ll need a pint after doing this list.
Q is for Quiz. Take our end of year quiz on page 78 of the weekend magazine.
R is for running out of ideas. Which is what I’m doing right now.
S is for stupid. Which is what this list is.
T is for turgid. Which is what this list is.
U is for unimpressed. Which is what readers of this list are.
V is for void. Which I’m staring into doing this list.
W is for why. As in why do I have to do this stupid list.
X is for X. Which is the former name of Twitter where I get most of my ideas for lists.
Y is for Year. It’s the end of the year and this is why I have to do this poxy list.
Z is for Zzzzzzz. The noise you’re making after reading this list.
I hope to fuck he didn’t actually go to that. I’m uncertain as to how much respect I have for the modern rugby player but it would plummet further if that were true
How did she grlet away with this? Far be it from me to stand up for Rock boys but this article is appalling when taken in the context that it was written.