Has Ireland learned anything?

You mightn’t associate Bock with poetry, and frankly, I wouldn’t be a bit surprised by that. After all, you’ve had to put up with drunkenness, profanity and endless rugby here over the last couple of years. Not to mention disrespect towards organised religion, maligning of saints and kicking of cripples.
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Did I ever mention to you that I fucking hate business jargon, going forward?
Just thought I’d mention that.
It isn’t a new thing, you know: I’ve been around for nearly five millennia now, and it was there when I started out as a young troglodyte, barely able to skin a sabre-tooth tiger.
Bokkhhkkhkhkkkkhkkhhkhhhkh! old Gnurnkllknnllkk used [...]

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