Many moons ago,before the advent of DVDs,
Channel 4 and Satellite T.V.,the only chance we had of seeing any "rumpy pumpy" was by watching sub-titled French films.If one persevered long enough
one was usually rewarded with a glimpse of skin,all done in the best possible taste,of course,and purely in the name of art.Occasionally you could go to the
trouble of watching a whole black and white foreign film and end up seeing
nothing,thats the chance you took.
The following coversation took place a while ago between two Corpo men,i.e.
Corporation workers,as we waited for a premises to open.The two were standing
directly in front of me,and this,I swear ,on the life of my Desk-top,is the way it went;
"were you watching the box last night"
"Yea,fuck all on,as usual"
"Did you see that oul' French fillum,fuck all in it."
"Fuck all,nuthin,I watched it all."
"Would'nt ya wonder why they keep makin' them oul' foreign fillums,shure they
know nobody understands them."
Thursday, November 03, 2005
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That sound like Wicklow County Council to me. Although I do remember the day it first struck me that Jesus probably didn't speak English. There was murder in school that day.
Nah,fmc,it was Dublin Corporation Fruit market,you a Wickla girl.
No, but I know some good folk down that a way and spent vast tracts of my youth galloping around the dunes in Brittas Bay and drinking lots of TK Lemonade out the back of Jack Whites.
me too,and I must be only man in Leinster Black Widow did'nt ask to kill her husband
More beard tugging for this Anti-B!
Do'nt
You misunderstood me, ya cunt! I was just wondering if it was done such that, we, the reader, would pronounce it: "doe int". A way of transliterating a dialect or something like that.
Nope,pure ignorance and badness on my part.O.K.,kissy kissy make up ,
cunty.
Ah poor Catherine, back in the day she was banging the speed cop Murphy for Arklow, that was before someone took a hurley to the back of his head. It was the talk of the pub-and she didn't give a shit. Sigh, happy days.
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