Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
Tripping Along The Ledge
“I haven’t been this excited about a technological breakthrough since they invented the dish scrubber with the washing-up liquid inside it…”
Until quite recently, I was very pernickety about punctuality. Your punctuality. If you were five minutes late, I’d be strumming my fingers on the tabletop when you arrived. Ten minutes and I’d be shooting you the old stink eye. Twenty minutes and I’d have prepared a short monologue in which I outlined all your deficiencies as a friend and a human being. Yeah, I was kind of a hard ass. Read the rest of this entry »
“I haven’t been this excited about a technological breakthrough since they invented the dish scrubber with the washing-up liquid inside it…”
Until quite recently, I was very pernickety about punctuality. Your punctuality. If you were five minutes late to meet me in a cafe or a bar, I’d be strumming my fingers on the tabletop when you arrived. Ten minutes and I’d be shooting you the old stink eye. Twenty minutes or more and I’d have prepared a short monologue in which I outlined all your deficiencies as a friend and a human being. Yeah, I was kind of a hard ass. Read the rest of this entry »
Miscellaneous Amusing Items I’ve Come Across #30
Recent status update from someone I’m friends with on Facebook (who I sincerely hope doesn’t read this blog!) Well it gave me a good old chuckle anyway…
To celebrate my goal I kissed the team badge…
Well, technically speaking, in my excitement I kissed the name of the shirt sponsor: Sylvester Ganley – Plumbing and Heating Specialist… But I think I made my point. Read the rest of this article here.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT MCAWESOME!!!” #3
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT MCAWESOME!!!” #2
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT McAWESOME!!!”
I’ve just spent about half an hour pissing myself laughing at Oh Crap, My Parents Joined Facebook. A few of my personal favourites are after the jump. Read the rest of this entry »
RON BLACK’S
“Daniel O’Donnell goes to funerals,” announces Aidan, out of the blue. Before my brain has had time to transmit a warning signal to my mouth, I respond. Huh? “Seriously man,” he says. “Daniel O’Donnell reads the death notices. Turns up to the funeral homes. Presses the flesh. Like a politician does.” Read the rest of this entry »