Bock The Robber

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 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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

Here’s a reply I received to this post: Paedophile is not a word. Anonymous said… I know you aren’t going to post this comment, but paedophilia is actually a word [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]