Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
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“YOU KNOW THE WAY LIFE ISN’T FAIR, RIGHT?”
My phone is ringing. It’s Aidan. I might have guessed. “You know the way life isn’t fair..?” he asks. As opening gambits go, this is one of his better efforts. (The last time he rang with bad news, he said “You were never too fond of that coffee table, were you?”)
Immediately, my mind races through all sorts of horrific possibilities. Aidan has run over my dog. Aidan has impregnated my sister. Aidan has murdered my pregnant sister and run over my dog while making his getaway… It’s almost a relief when he coughs up the truth. Read the rest of this article.
July 22nd, 2009.
July 23rd, 2009 at 1:10 am
Looks like the house from Charlie and Choc Factory!
July 23rd, 2009 at 9:23 am
eoin. how do you feel about being propositioned online?
July 23rd, 2009 at 9:46 am
I feel upbeat about it Knuckler, positive, relishing the challenge… You are a woman, right?
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:02 am
indeed. and unlike annmarie, i dont have a penis. would that be a problem?
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:12 am
No, that’s ideal. I’m just a bit concerned about the name, Knuckler. You don’t play ladies football by any chance?
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:16 am
Wow, careful there Butler…
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:21 am
not since a dodgy shin injury saw me off the mayo ladies team in 97.
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:27 am
@ EK – she has a grand normal name on her email
@ Knuckler – okay, you retired from ladies football in 1997. I gotta be honest, that’s not encouraging…
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:38 am
Look Butler, I have all my own teeth and I know my way around a GAA pitch”
What’s not to love?
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:41 am
Woah nelly, back up a second…. Who the fuck is annmarie??
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:47 am
ladyboy extraordinaire, that’s who
July 23rd, 2009 at 11:15 am
@ Butler – You know another grand normal name? Catherine Nevin!
July 23rd, 2009 at 11:31 am
@ Jenny – http://tinyurl.com/ljsm7o
@ E.K. – so you reckon she wants to marry me, live happily for forty years and then pay someone to kill me… I could live with that
July 23rd, 2009 at 11:44 am
Marry you. Now that’s jumping the gun. All I was looking for was a sordid one night affair preceded by a packet of tayto and a glass of club orange. But if you want me to bring a knife along, I can arrange it. . Although I do hear the latest method of killing is head in the microwave. You’d get a front page story out of that one. Just written about, not by, you.
July 23rd, 2009 at 12:49 pm
So, where is the actual proposal?
July 23rd, 2009 at 1:03 pm
Any chance of this turning into some of group thing?
Could be fun.
July 23rd, 2009 at 1:22 pm
Sounds a little creepy. But then…Knuckler seems to have set the tone for that!!!
July 23rd, 2009 at 1:33 pm
Eject… eject….
@ rob – the tone, the tone… please!
@ knuckles – ah, maybe we should just be friends
July 23rd, 2009 at 2:18 pm
Oh dear, he even got your name wrong, doesn’t bode well Knuckler….
July 23rd, 2009 at 2:41 pm
I’m guessing the wedding’s off!!
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:25 pm
The wedding is off, I’m afraid.
See it’s just I’m after coming out another long-term, lewd web comments-based relationship with someone I’ve never met.
So it’s not you Knuckler, it’s me…
July 23rd, 2009 at 10:25 pm
P.S. Apologies for Knuckles thing earlier – iPhone in one hand, screaming infant in the other. Not an easy combo.