fuck you ya dirty old bastard. I come here all the fucking time , listed you , leave comments and what do I get in return a pain in my sides from laughing and all my expat mates( that I would never be friends with back home) telling how fucking good twenty is and really funny today....
well fuck that ya old bastard I'm going over to Jo's blog to call her fake and thats just the end of it.
And so it begins...
Be not where the enemy expects you, but be behind the hedge with a cudgel that'll crush his cranium.
Wait! They will come!
Sunny Mac An Tzu
Twenty, You going to be lurking in the bushes in Stephens Green today for Fiona versus Richard W?
Feel the love!!!
What's that, Suzy?
don't give me a sad flipant responce you dirty old fucker . Anyway Airi Fick
Inta walad Hamar wa tais
Speaka da Eeeenglish?
Ok
Inta walad Hamar wa tais (You are the produce of a Donkey and a goat)
Fucks sake Twenty ...moments of extreme deepness in that post .. leave that debate to some intellectual prat from the School of Information Systems at Trinity College .. there definitiely is a Masters thesis there, probably even a Doctorate if the student dresses the topic up a little and gets one hundred unemployed volunteers to fill out an onerous questionaire and compiles the results in a paper entitled 'The Educational Value of War-Blogging'. On a shallower level ... let the conflict begin
I think he's saying something you have some similarity to Homer Simpson...
Ach Twenty, why wait? If you’re bored and want to be the spectator in an entertaining scrap then you’ve got to start thinking more like a lawyer. (A lawyer being a man who convinces two other men to strip off for a fight and then runs off with both their coats)
Just pretend that you’re McDara or fatmammyacat or t.audrey, go over to emeraldbile, rattle Noreen’s cage and watch the whole thing escalate into all out war. She’s always good for a bucket of vitriol when provoked.
That's a great idea! do it! do it!
So in reality all you want to do is see more online fighting and the infecting of other people's blogs with spurious/violent/threatening/agitated comments?
But will that not reduce online fighting to online sex? Oh yeah baby, write harder, that's it honey type faster, you know you want to, mmmm I'm so close to typing a response now, oh yeah, use more cute icons sweetcheeks, use mmmmmm to indicate how close you are, of course I'm 28 with a body of Adonis and 12 inches of beef and no, I am not 45, overweight and sitting in my sweaty undercrackers in the bowels of my delapidated cottage in Baile an Inbreed
Which will now become : That's it shitsucker, throw another verbal at me, oooh, that one really cut deep - I feel so ashamed and battered in front of all these other online onlookers who are watching me get the virtual thrashing of a lifetime....
You will need to sell it better than how my dealer used to ...
Just started the petition to get twenty banned for promoting Discord between otherwise friendly nerds.
http://spaces.msn.com/macdara/bl...9D35!
1673.entry
Let me state again I am not suggesting that anyone deliberately start fights. I'm just saying that at some point it will happen because that is just the way things go online.
X IS a fucking waste of space. Everyone knows that.
MacDara, there is no need to actually do anything about it. Have you not heard of indolence? Apathy perhaps?
Sure nothing better than a dose of witty repartee of a Friday morning with the lure and promise of a few scoops later in the welcoming yet wobbly and distinctly aging bosom of your local hostelry/bar/lounge/ditch.
"Hit me harder, is that all you have you giant, muscular karate blackbelt (as per your obviously truthful homepage)
Time to do another week's work.
Fuck you, buddy. X is a fucking top player.
I've done my bit all over the shop. (Banned from two sites, nominated commenter for loud-mouthed, opinionated contributions to many blogs). I've even slagged Twenty off - not that my heart was particularly in it. Been thinking about having another go though...
" I love all of you " is this the start of an Irish-blog-a-love-in? ;-)
Yes see what boredom does , Fridays should be work free. anyway Twemty needs the publicity.
We don't have to act like other bloggers, we're Irish (even me) ;-)
Is because you are all sober when you blog. Is necessary to get the irish bloggers drinking and blogging at same time, past point when they say "you're my best mate, you are," to "you're a feckin bastard, I want to punch you in the chops."
That's a really great idea, thing's are far too friendly at the moment. That said, my fecking blog is a such a fine testament as to how sad I really am, I'm not sure if I could take the heat!
Having read our esteemed host's ramblings on Paddy's night, it is safe to say that he couldn't pick his nose after a few scoops, never mind threaten to tar some whelp with an iron scraper after a bout of rumbunctuous online arse slapping which has evolved into online wanking at dawn... sort of thing ...
Either I can't take this seriously or I just like the sound of my own typing, can't make up my mind just yet ....
Hey Bollix .. whats your secret? How do you do a weeks work at such a rapid pace .... I am looking to make some extra wedgy ....... we have this cynical employee incentive scheme here that rewards outstanding employees (clones / androids) for original ideas ....you 'weeks work in a day scheme' wouls surely be a suitable suggestion for this scheme ...please pass me an overview of your tactics ..
shite a trimmer ...you = your
Now have to say Twenty I need another football blog to get me going and no doubt my blog would get a fair deal of the abuse although a Chelski blog might not last very long these days.
There is one guy though, footballcorner.blogspot. Now this guy gets on my tits. He posts about one a week with some plagarised rubbish about some random occurance in the wordl of football. No opinion, no incite just plain statemets of something in football that by the time he posts it the news is a week old.
HE GETS ON MY TITS TWENTY.
There is one Irish blogger who's been ripping some people apart very well for a while now. Granted, it's on the cursed MySpace (OMFG LOL!), but he could start an argument in an empty room.
http://blog.myspace.com/liammcdermott
Classics include
'So You Wanna Be Gay' (January 18th)
'Ten Emo Commandments' (December 29th)
and the 'Free Personality Test' (March 6th)
Curiousity : What the holy bebuggery is an Emo?
Yours confusedly
How Rubbish You Are Twenty. My Blog is so much better than yours. Ten better in fact.
Carlisle, did you not hear what MacDara has been saying about you?
Is that OK Twenty. See the way I mixed in a bit of argumentum ad rem with my argumentum ad hominem. Nobody can deny that thirty is better than twenty. And If they do, I'll hit them. (There you go, a little argumentum ad baculum thrown in for free at the end, sure where would you get it?)
Here you go Twenty...
http://fdelondras.blogspot.com/2...eddy-
bears.html
Carlisle,
I will gladly share my secret with the world - it isn't high brow at all.
Essentially, you take the entire fist out of your hole, stop taking illicit substances before, during and after work hours in quantities that would knock a cell full of Pete Dohertys, don't have 12 shite breaks an hour, masturbation in your cubicle is a strict no-no, stop emailing all your loser friends who are on the dole and couldn't give ten fucks if you got the sack or not, under no circumstances should you compile top twenty lists of your favourite phobias/wankery (wank imagery - on fucking fire again today)/types of anal itch/worst fart smells/funny cock pictures, you must actually consider what you are doing, realise that your boss is undeniably inefficient and dependent upon intelligent folk like us, and come to the understanding that you are not at work to make the most of free facilities (instant coffee is not free - it is an office depopulation device) but you are there to occupy your time in some form of productive manner because if you weren't there, you would be an unemployable scrotter who is good for nothing other than rutting other social inadequates who you or I would not stop to piss upon if they were of fire.
No. Fuck you. X is a shite player and his blog is even shiter than yours.
I say we all go and beat the living shite out of the Freedom Institute guys. That's always good for a laugh.
Of fire?
Cunterella is all I can say to that
Triming on a Friday? Celtic Tiger my unshaven buttocks ...
Hmmm, shame I can't make that Suzy. I'm washing my beard.
Manuel - interesting idea. More drunk blogging is in order.
Copernicus - where are you banned from?
ο χρόνος έχει έρθει να αντιμετωπίσει την αλήθεια
Carlisle, I never you cared ....
I'm banned from wulfbeorn and sicilian notes. I've also been threatened with a defamation suit! Beat that.
Royal flush?
I can match your defamation suit but not the bannings.
Why was it they banned you?
If you all get along so well, why not band together and take on the bloggers from another country? I'd suggest getting your toes wet with bloggers from Singapore. With all that fucking anime shit and pigeon English, those bastards deserve a good thrashing. But are you Irish up for it?
Nanuk, we would be up for it but the pubs are open... it's the age old dilemma: get mouldy drink or pick a fight with some pesky foreigners. See down Temple Bar later then?
Mouldy drink?
Cuntopolis!
Bollix, just steer clear of Lapellos this week .. you caused enough trouble there last time ... you were told not to touch ....nationality makes shag all difference ... when you reach your alcohol watershed, get a few scrumpys to go and lock yourself in your bedroom ...its safe there
Brilliant! What a great row that is between UI and Jo/Jacqie!
And carry on with your acerbic wit, since I was told about this blog I've followed it avidly, great stuff.
twenty, this country is racist to the travelling blogger, I skare to god. I set up a blog last week and they towed it away, no word of a lie.
The Irish traveller blogger community is discriminted in dis country.
For Ubollix,
An Emo is- well, just watch this helpful video.
Or read The 10 Emo Commandments.
Hack,
I have to agree with you about the UI /jo and her imaginary friend argument. If bitch slaping was a sport these two would be up for medals.
We should nominate two bloggers each week to provide the entertainment of slagging each other off.
Nanuk, Like the idea of Irish bloggers against other countries about you bring your fellow canadians to the rumble.
"Just pretend that you’re McDara or fatmammyacat or t.audrey, go over to emeraldbile, rattle Noreen’s cage and watch the whole thing escalate into all out war. She’s always good for a bucket of vitriol when provoked."
Son of a bitch Lung the Younger, a gal locks herself out of the house for a few hours and fucking rabble rouser like you tries taking their good name and causing all sort of trouble...Desist or I shall send you a very nasty email!
Datillleeearnnnya! wot Twenty. snigger snigger.
Stigmund, what can I say? Do you like my fringe?
an existence on the fringe and in sadness ....
Ave Twenty! Let the games begin!
Do ye want any gates there boss?
Manchester United Focus Lad,
Football Corner is run by my brother. He is 13. Just thought you should know.
Because they're cunts Twenty...because they're cunts.
*Shakes head sadly.
Alright Kevin, lefty. Fair enough. Twenty, see what you've started now. How are we supposed to know who we're picking and starting blog wars on. I made an attempt today and it turns out the lad is 13.
You're a bad influence Twenty, I'm not listening to you anymore.
Twenty, I think the ennui sets in with blog exchanges like UI and Joblog - it's just mudslinging and repetitive same old, same old shit, like kids in a playground. I stopped reading Emerald bile for the same reason, it used to be funny, but just got repetitive and boring. A decent debate and amusing comments make reading blogs interesting and funny. That's what most of us read blogs for - pure entertainment. Your posts are provocative, often irritating, sometimes really vile, but hugely entertaining and never boring. Really liked the Good Friday one.
Twenty - just an update on the whole "how much work you can do in a day if you aren't off your tits/ass/face/bollocks/minge with really effective narcotics" - I managed a respectable 11 months of work this week. Scary part of this is that I am not, I repeat not, shitting/fucking/rimming/fisting you on this. I had to do a report - my boss is going to have a complete nervous breakdown. Is there a facility on this site to attach such a file if the opportunity to record such an event arises?
I deserve a cool. clear crisp pint of filthy Guinness ....
You have no idea how thrilled I am that you finally admitted it. And you know what... I love you too.
Now, let's have a bloggerific online affair. That'll give us lots to fight about. Plus, all our blogger friends can egg us on and tell us to stop and refuse to participate in this cyber cheating and threaten to tell our spouses and analyze our mental health and... the possibilities are endless; whaddya say ;P
Twenty Minor,
I've turned the name you use into a verb on my latest blog. (In case people are too lazy to check out what I mean: to twenty major= to fuck off, as in you can twenty major...)
I wish you weren't so much more thought provoking than the people who comment so frequently on your blog. I wonder whether any of them have a job and whether their manager is making comments too?
For the record, I think you are spot on. I've suspected a lovey-dovey atmosphere among Irish bloggers and imagined that many of them have been revisionised into impotence.
But I've also suspected that all the nasty small-minded ones are somewhere else and I just haven't come across them.
So few people for Ireland visit my blog that the intelligent comments on my blog are no indication of wider talent.
At first I was jealous of your success. It didn't matter who you were; I'd have been jealous. After I looked at your disgraceful blog, I got envious, and I'm still envious.
You seem to have gathered a cooterie around your blog, people who can't write more than a few boring words like fuck, cunt, feckin and bollocks. All smart alexes who might be able to string a few good ideas but prefer to hide that skill.
I think your success has caused the others to be afraid of showing any intelligence in case it would be taken for being "your own arse". You have bred a generation of arseheads who say little of any note and have not in the last few days added a single memorable phrase to my horizon.
I wish you were not so perceptive and I wish your followers would stop being so emasculated. Being clever is no substitute for having substance.
If you hadn't written your post, I'd have wanted to write it. I could call you an agent provocateur and other names, but instead I feel like offering you this tribute.
Be disgraceful if you will, but clean up your followers. Get them to learn something from your timing. At the moment you are lazy and you are giving irresponsibility a bad name.
Come down from your burning bush and stop hosting a collection of tramps who wouldn't grace one of Sam's plays.
Yours
Omaniblog
Omaniblog - you have some serious issues, Sir.
You're a cantankerous, stirring wee shite at heart, aren't you, Twenty?
Don't ever change.
I'm sure I don't know what you mean...
Sounds like a drunken brawl outside the Barge INN I witnessed/participated in one night.
Everyone full of shite (including me) mouthing off to each other swing a few culchie vs jackeen thumps and then going their seperate ways wondering what the F was that all about.
For those of you who do not know the Barge was the local for the people who worked for the makers of 20 major the strongest cigarette known to man apart from those smelly french fags Gauloius or Gitanne
I'm sorry you all had to witness the row between myself and Jo.
In my defence I did try to make amends with Jacqui but apparently her, Homer Simpson, Sherlock Holmes and Tintin are spending a few days over at The Flinstones' place...
Twenty, You going to be lurking in the bushes in Stephens Green today for Fiona versus Richard W?
Feel the love!!!
I nearly went myself (really, up till the last moment), but decided that giving Fi an attack of anxiety over whether I'd behave myself civilly in such company wasn't worth it...
Copernicus - you naughty boy, you.
Of course there are those blogs which keep a close eye on other blogs (well, used to at least) and there's probably no love lost there.
On either side.
Jesus wept Nosmo King, that's where I was attacked by a hissing swan one night! And I was too drunk to hit it with a stone.
Fuck it E Dubya, someone had to say it. If I'd known you were heading to the Green, I might have been tempted to join you for a bit of mischief making.
How old is that Richard Waghorne fellow?
How old is that Richard Waghorne fellow?
16, 17? (Has he even lost his virginity yet?)
These child prodigies, I tell ya.
Fuck it E Dubya, someone had to say it. If I'd known you were heading to the Green, I might have been tempted to join you for a bit of mischief making.
I was actually watching the clock right up 'till 12, wondering if I'd go and offer a little roasting to our mutual friend from UCD. But having to maintain a Secret Identity in real-time seems such a bore.
p.s. Twenty - I agree, drunk blogging is de Business. I owe all my better posts to Dutch alcohol...
What is all this stuff about the Green or is it just for insiders?
Curious, here you go. Welcome in.
http://fdelondras.blogspot.com/
2...s.html#comments
Alright people, you're being "cuntish" as we say in the Holy See. Fucking 78 or something responses to this post? Please . . . .
Has it ever occured to you sorry Micks that the people who made all this possible had you sorry fucks in mind? That is, has it occured to you feckless gobshites that when the powers that be (me and my kind) came up with this internet/blog shit that we did so so that we could monitor your emasculated babble?
What has Ireland ever produced but refugees and slow death? (Yeah, you're killing me here.) Outside of J. Swift (who hated the Irish for their cuntishness) and Roddy McDowell, what have you given the world?
James Joyce? A feckless cunt that couldn't even babble coherently? Please.
My grandad left your pissant island 'cause he must've known that you'd eventually devolve to something as trite as you fucks are engaging in here.
Go home and shut the fuck up!
Twenty, I apologize for my invective, but this is conversation is too silly. The impulsivity (christ, i can hardly see the keyboard) is beyond any of the clever shite I've seen on this blog. Your loyal followers need to show some restraint and stop their impulsive need to babble incessantly. The cunts.
Everybody who had the poor taste to post so vorciforously has been assigned an extra 20 days in the ole Purgatory for having participated in this cuntish discussion. Ya twats! (Major Twenty exempted because he's a cute old fart , and he was only trying to get people THINKING. not WRITTING, ya horrid fucking cunts who did.)
Blessed be the peacemakers. Gulp *of scotch* (yer Irish ain't quite as sweet)
Oh, I almost fogot.
Yer all a lot of tossers.
And do any of ye think ya can drink as much as the pope?
(Penalty for answering in the affirmative: 3 years in Purgatory with a randy priest and an additional year being buggered by whatsisname, ya know, the Ulster fuck . . . oye I'm too taken with the gifts of the Lord to think. Ya all know the fuck....Oye, Paisley. That's right, yer'll be buggered nonstop by Ian Paisley for furthering this discussion here. Ya homos. (Fred fegan or freerange or whatever the simpering little cunt calls himself. He gets it from the poltergeisterly John Holmes, himself, and up his freegan arse!)_
I truly love a good dispensation.
Omaniblog
Just because you live with your head up your own ass does not mean you have style it just means you can smell the shit quicker.
Now that I hear you aare Munsters official blogger I ahve another reason to Cheer Leinster.
Macdara( One of the Tramps waiting)
twenty,
It's not for want of effort on my part. But copernicus and I are chums now.
Minor,
You were spot on with what you said about what I said.
Lebanon Man (MaqcDara),
You've explained what was puzzling me: you're all Leinster supporters on here. That's why you're all hanging off Minor's coattails.
Omnium,
Go back to your creche, and make an appointment to talk with your therapist about your feelings.
You should be an Aussie blogger. There is that much bitchfighting, slander, trolling and utter shite going on in our blogosphere, you'd be cumming in your pants with delight.
And so, this is the best the soddin' Twenty can come up with? A blog war?
You bed-wetting slackers have let French children take the lead in civil wars.
You think a little fargin' blog war will soothe that innate desire to hate one's neighbor? A pint or two, a scuffle in the street is the best you can manage nowadays. Where are the burning cars? Where are the Prime Ministers calling for understanding? Where's CNN? Ha! The pissing French (the French!) are farting in your direction!
Feh. What was wrong with the old-fashioned Catholics vs Protestants bit? Drum up a bit of religio-political fervor, please, while I go make some popcorn and settle in for the show.
I don't know whether to thank you Copernicus, for the polite reponse to my request for info, or to damn you for your lack of judgement in opening my eyes to a whole new world of horror.
Hey Kane, is Sunny Mac An Tzu another Cork Asian?
I'm here to ensure that there'll be no fightin. If there's any fightin yous'll all be comin down the station.
I'm warnin ye now. There's a new sergeant above at the station, and he's not a man for puttin up with any blackguardin, so behave yourselves.
This is a nice quiet blogosphere, and if yous don't want to live by the rules yous can move on.
Fuck me twenty you have more comments than I had visitors in all my time on the blogshere, ya cunt. Who are all these fuckwits anyway, Fans???
How's the car Tommy? Weather is getting better, about time to be pulling her out now and cruising, no?
That vehicle had better be taxed and insured.
I don't want to be havin to hand out penalty points as well as stoppin blogfights.
Cruising? Indeed.
It's alright, Tommy. I won't tell Garda O'Blog that you drive very slowly. Just don't ask me for directions again.
p.s. I fear I may have inadvertently started a row with United Irelander now too :-) http://thelandofireland.blogspot...eek-
162006.html
Never trust anyone who puts ice in their cider
I'd be more worried about what they wanted to put insde me.
Being born off the Falls Road in 1970 I have no desire in my very core to start any hate blog. Why would one so wish. I really cannot understand this
You freestaters have have it too easy.Went to art college with a woman from Dundalk that had never set foot in the North until she went to Uni. Her entire family only met her in Dundalk when she was on break because they were terrified of the occupied 6 counties.
And on this feckin reel have you twenty ever been in the north?
Loco Lobo
Sunny Mac An Tzu is not quite Caucasian, more like Asian Cork mix. Author of a book on rodenticide "The Art of Warfarin".
my quest is honest and out there. Has Twenty been in the North
In a mean abode on the Shankill Road, lived a man named Willy Bloat.
And he had a wife, the bane of his life, and she always...
I'll get me coat.
A few of the boys were whooping it up in Kiely's in Donnybrook
When in in walked Audrey, looking tawdrey, and everyone said "Oh Fuck"
She's from the Falls where the girls have balls, and they'd kill you with a look
And Audrey said, no actually guys, I'm just into peace and harmony, can I get yous all a drink. Seriously guys, what you havin?
Isn't she just amazing.
Sigh
Armed cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons, every man behind the wire the wire behind the shankill
Now listen Po Face, move along there. We'll have no moon-faced, teenage crushes in this blog. It leads to all sorts of carry on.
Babylon, get off my case. I'm just spreadin the love
I know Audrey. We all miss internment.
I'll bring it back, don't you worry
there's trouble on your
site can't post 4 love nor money
I'm lifted lifted lifted
lifted in 2 days in castlereagh
Frank - you're a fucking shit stirrer and you know it.
Audrey, I spent many a friday afternoon in Dundalk, a fine town it it. Kielys on the other hand is full of cunts.
I'm stumped Audrey. I can't see the problem. Now if there was only someone around here he knew how to manage a blog who could help?
Roysh
Is it really true that if I turned up with a French Boxer you'd be putty in my hands fatmammycat?
I have one. He's not very big, but he has a useful left paw. I keep him in the back garden. He won the Normandy middleweight championship in '94. Jacques Mioff is his name. His family, of course, are mystified as to why their 40 year old brother hasn't returned from holidays after six months. But the moment I spotted him, I knew he'd come in handy some day, so I took him home
This is turning into a fucking novel and I'm getting a headache.
ah sure will you all chill out I'm the one with emotional baggage.
Twenty, ya brilliant cunt. You're the envy of every blogger out there. Who else gets 118 (now 119) comments on a single post?
Your fingers must be worn to nubs (like yer shiveled old fid).
I'm sorry I insulted Po Face way back when. (But la-la-la-la-la-la there ain't no evidence, now is there?) Garda O'Blog'll never take me alive.
And he's not qualified to hear my confession.
Twenty,
'Frank - you're a fucking shit stirrer and you know it.'
It's great to be given the opportunity.
Who's dissin Dundalk? Stand in line, those who come from there get to diss it first....
I put the Duh in Dundalk..
well, y'see when someone comes on yer blog and makes 12 points claiming to "prove" something, youre caught in a bind.
Option 1 - ignore them. Then their points become accepted as "truth" (eg macdara above)
Option 2 -respond. Result? Endless bickering as one word in each of your reesponses is challenged. Life is way too fuckin short.
Option3 - lose the rag with their pointlessness.
Option 4 - have a shite and forget about it.
Sadly, all the Irish are is failed Americans.
How are thigs in Dogbane, Bane?
'things', that is.
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