OK. I can’t help it. Sorry. I just can’t help saying all this because the time is right and there’s an election coming up and it has to be said.
I know – all right? I know I’m repeating myself. I know I said all this yesterday, but there’s an election coming [...]
I was sitting out the back with my neighbour Jimbo the other night, relaxing by the light from a pile of old tyres we were burning.
Jesus, said Jimbo, this is the life.
Indeed it is, I agreed. Slosh another gallon of diesel on that fire there.
Right, says Jimbo. I’ll just throw on some [...]
Right. We’ve had a lot of badness mentioned here over the last few weeks. We’ve had murderers and rapists. Kiddie-fiddlers, frauds and violent thugs. Crooked cops. Traffic wardens. Barry Manilow Other awful bastards too numerous to list.
But this evening, I just want to say a brief word about [...]
You might remember the child-hating thing that called me a monster. It’s now posting its comments on Dickler’s blog. In fact, it has threatened him with legal action for inciting hatred against child-molesters.
If you’d like to fling insults at it, go HERE.
To read earlier posts, go HERE
UPDATE: OK. We got tired [...]
Here’s a reply I received to this post: Paedophile is not a word.
Anonymous [...]
Let’s get this nonsense out of the way right now.
Paedophile is not a word. I remember when the perverts invented it about twenty-five years ago to cover up what they really do, which is the rape of children. The perverts started this thing they called the Paedophile Information Exchange, because they thought Paedophile [...]
Would you like to hear the story of the great big bridge and the tiny little mouse? OK then. Settle in and pull up those cosy covers while I tell you the story.
You see, what happened was this. Once upon a time, the government built a road from one side of the [...]
Dalkey is one of the most charming and salubrious of South Dublin suburbs. It retains most of the character it used to have when it was just a village, clinging to the edge of Dublin Bay. These days, it’s full of bistros. Art galleries. Bijou residences for a million bucks a [...]
Well, so much for our weekend in Scunthorpe.
Yeah, they checked us in at Dublin Airport no problem, so we headed off to the bar for a quick drink, feeling really good about this hassle-free experience. Half an hour later, we’re in past security, gawping at a monitor that says cancelled.
What? Cancelled.
Why? Very [...]
Did you see the weather yesterday morning? It fucking pissed from the heavens. I’m talking about walls of rain, horizontal driven airborne tsunamis. And the forecast is for it to get worse.
Isn’t that fuckin great?
It means that, with any luck, there will be a gigantic monsoon-like deluge on the fucking Ryder Cup. All of [...]
