The Field is my field
I see they are banging on about property tax again. Eighty yoyos a month? A fucking month? That’s a thousand a year! They can go and kiss my sweet hairy arse. Will someone give me one – just one – … Continue reading →
I see they are banging on about property tax again. Eighty yoyos a month? A fucking month? That’s a thousand a year! They can go and kiss my sweet hairy arse. Will someone give me one – just one – … Continue reading →
I have just realised. I did remember to forget to pay my television licence last month. I’m delighted. The old memory isn’t as bad as I thought.
Continue reading →I have a feeling that this is going to be one of Those Weeks. They come along every now and then with the sole purpose of proving that life can be a bitch. I started yesterday full of good intentions. … Continue reading →
As found on Irish roads – 60kmph limit on the main Dublin to Rosslare national route. Compared to a limit in West Cork? Fucking marvellous consistency? And you wonder why I laugh at them?
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