Home of the Oyster

Driving to Galway this morning, I noticed a sign: Welcome to Clarinbridge. Home of the Oyster. Wait a minute. The Oyster? Wasn't that one of those Dublin criminals, like the [...]

Lawyers

My lawyer, Gonad the Ballbearian, isn't a 300-pound Samoan, but you can't have everything. He ran away from the circus to become a lawyer but ended up working in Limerick, [...]

Goebbels

What the fuck is wrong with McDowell? Goebbels? Fucking Goebbels? Do you know something, I'm really starting to despair of Irish politicians. You hear all this shit about Irish wit [...]

Cider Ads

Tie. I. I. I. I'm. Is on my side.Tie. I. I. I. I'm. Is on my side. That's the Rolling Stones. And, Mick, I'm sorry to tell you that tie [...]

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