GAH! FUCKING JEDWARD!

I managed to avoid these creatures over the last few months fut i got a full on blast of them when they were on that chatshow hosetd by that pointless cunt that cant talk properly... fucking hell theyre awful... if there was ever a reason for a nuclear holocaust its these fuckers... talentless poncey irritating little maggots that they are... but the fact theyre a pair of irritating leprachauns from hell that make me want to stick a pint of guinness through the telly and send louie walsh the fucking bill isnt the worst of it... its the fact that they could single handedly destroy one of the greatest musical nations on the planet..

think of the talent thats fell out of ireland right rory gallagher, the boomtown rats, thin lizzy... some people would say u2 but they also say the world is flat and catholic priests dont fondle choirboys... the dubliners, the undertones, stiff little fingers, dave king out of flogging molly... i could list hundreds... well more like 20... ish maby 25... and its not just that irelands inspired great music like the pogues , the dropkick murphys, the mahones and so on and these creepy little bastards could piss all over that...

fucking wankers... with their shit haircuts... and their fat mother... i hope they die in some horrific way... cant be arsed to think up a fitting way but hopefully itll be brutal.

I've went down the dip... sorry

Disregard that last entry... i was still ratted from new year... it was a shit new year actually but i still managed to drink a bit too mutch... anyway it was fucking cockwash avert your eyes and watch this space instead i promise ill be a good boy and do a good job this year

this year:

More: hard hitting exposes like santa turning out to be an elf shagging smackhead

Less: Slightly depressing drunken ramblings that would but a caffine riddled 10 year old with insomnia to sleep

Happy New Year... I'm Going to Hell

Having finally left the toilet after shitting my bodyweight in guinness and undercooked parmos i think its time for my first post of 2010. yes i know noone reads this shit but i like to maintain the illusion they do in my head, it helps feed my ego which frankly has seen better days. anyway, on new years eve i had a revelation, something life changing and now im going to become a priest. that is become a priest on friday nights. i see nights out these days as boring monotonous things, drink a few cans, go out, drink a few pints, get threatened by a bouncer, drink a bit more, go to tesco for vodka, drink that, pass out, wake up in the cells. and now i plan to break the monotony and change the way i look at things and the way people look at me. im going to dress as a priest.

think about it, how easy is it to fool a pisshead? the worst thatll happen is someone will think your out on a fancy dress night, whereas if you get lucky some girls might get you to break ya vow of celibacy. and i reckon i could derive an endless amount of joy from banishing random people to the 9th circle of hell. i dont really know where im going with this but ill post a report on my first night out with the clergy.

actually after thinking about it for a wee while ive realised the worst that can happen is someone shouting paedophile and then kicking the shit out of me...