Utilise
ubiquitous
Arsecandle
Gargantuan.
bellicose :guns:
cuntyhooks
It was supposed to be just another night on the Astro pitch in Sandymount. TFK were 6-0 up and cruising. The birds were singing and the sky was blue when suddenly, out of nowhere, 6-0 became 6-1!!!
The Badinage within the camp had been shattered and Rocko, who was Apoplectic with the late consolation of the goal, immediatly Sojourned down the pitch to Admonish the stoutly Wexican(s). The Noble Bastion of the TFK net, who was known all over town for thinking he was modern and chic, was Bombasted with abuse from the Gruntled team-captain. Bandage, who’s Chargin had already been raised at half time when he accidentaly sat on his chicken roll, accused Rocko of speaking Gobbledegook and demanded a Pay rise. He called his agent to let him know these developments and his agent went Salubrious with joy and advised Bandage to sit tight as he was currently stuck in traffic in Tournafulla.
Rocko went into Conniptions when he heard this and immediatly held a press conference where he accused Bandage of a Tumescent degree of Dedadence and said this course of action could create a Schism right thru the very heart of TFK, the likes of which had never been seen before. At this point Farmerinthecity interjected by saying that in the true meaning of the word it could not actually be a schism as such a thing is only possible in the context of religion. Rocko then called Farmer a ‘Schism snob’.
Bandage held a counter press conference where he accused Rocko of being ‘a Facetious old whiskey-nosed cunt’ and said his reasons for wanting a pay rise were totally Altruistic but included the Caveat that he would transfer from the TFK if his demands were not met. This spiked interest from Premier View,AFR and Man City but most pundits agreed that his most likely destination would be WOL, where it was felt he would be afforded the creative ‘space’ he really needed.
The Plethora of TFK fans scattered around the sideline were devided right down the middle. Runt, who Bestrode the sideline for every game like a Celestial greyhound Eschewed the Rapaciousness of Rocko’s ulimatum. NCC said Bandage had some sand in his Fanjita and would surely face his Commupence. Puke ran home in tears and tore down all his Bandage posters off his bedroom wall. Kev, the teams masseuse was in bits over the whole affair and accused Rocko and Bandage of being nothing more than a pair of Uncouth Sesquipedalians, a claim Rocko vehemently denied in his usual Platitudinious manner.
Flano comments on the matter were along the lines of spleh ooby dooby hanter hor hints. WTB questioned whether Flano was making any sense at which point Flano duly cracked the young students skull against a nearby kerb. SS** said this was worse than some war that no one ever heard of in some country that no one ever heard of and all the surrounding Muldoons stroked their chins and nodded in agreement to his words of wisdom. Everyone was worried sick that this would be the end of everything(except Padjo who was too stoned to notice what was going on).
Next morning Sid Waddel had a TFK exclusive thread where it was claimed Bandage had been pulling the piss all along and had signed a new 5 year contract. Kibman threatened to resign in outrage. Pikeman told him to fook of and all was well again in TFKland.
Myriad
All specifically in a GAA context:
Hunger
Workrate
Suppose
What?
Are you on drugs?
Very good Laz by the way.
Laz = Vincent Hogan
daisybirding
Ersatz
Schlimbesserung
Zeitgeist
Bodacious
indubitably
Sloany.
Veneer.
Yes! 
Jetsam.
That reminds me of another one
abstemious