"Kidders totally got it spot on, goys, I mean I've been saying for months that Rodge isn't like completely knackered and lo and behold he grabs us, like, 16 points..."
"Yeah but we were totally shite. Seckers would've done much better."
"Be that as it may, we always play like totally within ourselves against the minnows. Now, bevvie? Bevvie? Bevvie? Right. Four pints coming up and one white wine spritzer for the fucking bender in the corner."
"Yeah, Sprog, you fucking bender."
"Shut up guys I'm on a diet!"
"You're totally gay, dude."
Ah here, I have to stop this before I bring myself to the bad place.
I'm staying in this Saturday.
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Where were you Radge; in Quoilees again? :)
Not a bit of it, that's one place that's never seen a penny from me. Was in Neary's, thinking it'd be safe.
It wasn't.
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I swear I don't know if your writing's easier to understand when you're pissed or sober.....
...or wait: is that me?
mother of divine divinity...........
Kath - I haven't posted while drunk in months and months and months, but it must be me.
Red - Welcome back sir, haven't seen you loiter this way for an age.
cheers Radge, yeah been busy with you know, eh dole queues and ehh self pity, I mean get-up-and-go.
A pain I've known all too well.
The buses were safely back in Sandymount by about 5.30. All chest and single raised eyebrows. Sleeveless puffer jackets to make themselves look bigger, 'throwing' instead of parking their corr.
God I hate them so.
Was in Neary's, thinking it'd be safe.
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