The Bums Buy Me A Pint
Posted on Monday, August 4, 2008This is the holiday weekend, and so I wandered into town, as you do.
Gonzo’s band were playing in Nancy’s, and that was always going to be good, with a real motherfucker of a guitar player, a serious flautist, proper double bass, piano, trombone and a solid rhythm section. How could you go wrong?
You couldn’t.
On top of that, you have the prospect of live music in the White House and Foleys, if you feel like ambling in either direction. The evening is looking promising.
What could be better?
This. This could be better.
As I stand at the bar in Nancy’s, waiting for my drink, I’m approached by my friend Gerry.
I’ll pay for this.
What??
Gerry draws himself up straight.
Let me tell you what happened.
Go on then. Tell me.
OK. You know those three fuckers who wander around the street asking people for money.
Yeah. Aggressive bastards. I hate them.
Them. Those fuckers.
Yeah.
Well, I was in the pub today and one of them came in looking for money.
The bastard.
Yeah. The bastard.
And?
Well, just after he got thrown out, I noticed he’d dropped a fifty euro note on the floor.
And?
And nothing. They all came back later looking for it.
And?
And nothing.
There’s a silence, and then I say, So?
Gerry looks at me. So when they went awayI bought everyone a drink. What else would I do with those fuckers’ money?
I’m at a loss for words. Don’t know.
Here, says Gerry. Have a pint. It’s on the bums.
Stumble it!
August 4th, 2008
Ahhh, no doubt the taste was even sweeter when you discovered the true source.
August 4th, 2008
It was one of the nicest pints I ever had.
August 4th, 2008
brilliant! Homeless people in Dublin are so shit, one of the ones in temple bar asked me for money with ipod headphones on-cheaky bastard!
August 5th, 2008
I have no problem with homeless people.
The guys I’m talking about here have more money than I do.
August 5th, 2008
€50?? Id say they were in the horrors later on when they were down money for their,ahem,medication..
Nice one..
August 5th, 2008
€50….Sweet. I’m almost looking forward for once to being approached by one of these annoying cunts. A knowing grin on my face as I tell him to fuck off.
Probably get an opportunity this evening as they have plagued O’Connell Street, in their newly appointed role having taken over patrolling the area from the Where-the-fuck-are-we Cops whose presence is as rare as rocking horse shit in the city centre.
Can almost taste that porter. Well done Gerry…(O’B by any chance, Bock?)
August 5th, 2008
No. That would be stretching imagination to breaking point. It was somebody else.
August 5th, 2008
Would have been one hell of a first though. :-)
August 5th, 2008
This is one of the best things I’ve heard. I lived in the city centre for 6 months and I got really sick of beeing approached by these fellas, if they are the ones I’m thinking of..Is one of them the fella that used to always ask for a euro for a cup of coffee. One day I met him at the top of Cruises St and few minutes later I met him again down by HMV anf he asked me again! I told him that I’d already said no so why would I change my mind.He didn’t appreciate that.
Long-time reader, lazy poster.
Keep up the good work Bock.
August 5th, 2008
Was thinking along the same lines as Hoof but tis a ridiculous thought.It’ll never happen.
August 5th, 2008
Inconceivable.