Violent Criminal On Hunger Strike

Look at this fucking fool.  Gerry McDonagh is a thug from Fedamore.  He did time for assault and while he was in jail his €24,000 Toyota was burnt out.

The real truth is that he and his entire family were burned out of Abbeyfeale by the local republicans for causing mayhem in the town.

Gerry McDonagh

He wants AXA to pay for his car even though he admits it was his son who stole it while he was in jail.  His point is that while his son stole the car, somebody else burned it.

AXA told him to fuck off because there was no report of a stolen car and now he’s going on hunger strike.  He’s prepared to starve to death, he says.  This is the same prick who stood with a rope around his neck threatening to hang himself when the guards were trying to arrest him.

I hope he sticks to his principles and carries his hunger strike right to the end.

A comment on the Limerick Leader was removed.  It asked him some questions.

It asked him who burned him out.  What state was the car in after his son stole it? Is it true that his family made a habit of burning other people’s cars in Abbeyfeale?

It looks like the people of Abbeyfeale are all in favour of his hunger strike, but I’d like to know what he’ll do next Sunday.  His sign says “on hunger strike since Saturday”.  Obviously he wasn’t planning to go on too long with it.

Will he have to buy a new sign?  ”On hunger strike since Saturday-week”.

Collopys Arrested in Bulgaria

Vincent and Jonathan Collopy, drug dealers from the Island Field, were arrested recently in Bulgaria, with a load of guns and drugs.

Last year, their brothers Damian and Kieran were jailed after threatening to kill some other scumbag.

Then there was Philip Collopy who accidentally shot himself while showing his mates how to use a pistol.

Jack Collopy must be very proud of the family he raised.  Strange that he decided to move out of the Island, when you consider what a great community it is.

Looking for a bigger house

What about that stupid woman in the Leader looking for a bigger house because she decided to have more children?

Fuck off.

If you’re a worker paying for a 3 bedroom house, you can’t ask anyone for more space if you happen to produce another child.  You just get on with it including paying the mortgage and the insurance and every other fucking thing you have to hand out.  At the same time, the cunt next door to you pays fuck all because the council is paying for his house and his insurance and everything fucking else.  And what’s more, if that cunt gets his tracksuited orange-tanned scrunchied slapper up the pole, the council will step in and give the cunts a new house next to some other hard working family.  Every time they decide to pop out a new one, they’ll get a better house.

What the fuck is this all about?  The fucker next door to me pays fuck all for his house, and he never worked a day in his life.  Why is he entitled to anything, the lazy cunt?

Who is this stupid bitch?  Now she’s going on holidays to Spain, on the dole, like a holiday abroad was some kind of vital human necessity.  Once upon a time, people with no money used to go to Kilkee but now they can afford to save enough from their dole to have a holiday the rest of us poor fucking fools can’t afford.

Fuck this shit.  I’m leaving this stupid fucking country.

 

Paul O’Connell Freedom Of The City

Paul O’Connell got the freedom of the city.  He’s a fine guy, but who are the two lads with him?

The bloke on the right doesn’t look like any member of the Munster rugby squad.  Why is he in the picture?

The lad on the left is obviously a cardboard sign.

Thanks

I would like to thank the decent people who have started to comment here.  It was starting to look like nothing but scumbags and knackers were reading the blog.

As you can probably see I don’t really know how this blogging thing works and hence the fact that it comes in fits and starts.

If there’s anything you think I should write about why don’t you let me know.  It would be nice to get away from complaining about scumbags for a while.

Rugby

I hate sport, but most of all I fucking hate rugby.

I hate all this shit about wearing red and pretending to be part of a big club when in fact Munster rugby is nothing but a money making machine.

The clubs aren’t much better, full of pricks looking after each other in sweet deals while the rest of us get screwed up to the armpits.  Don’t tell me rugby is about sport because it isn’t.  Rugby is about making money and nothing else.

That’s why I could never follow Munster.   It’s full of shit.

Sorry if you don’t like this but it’s what I think.

Having said that, I don’t like soccer or the GAA either, but that’s not to say I don’t like sport.  A kick around the green is great

Father Protests About Council Policy on Large Families

Jason Casey is holding a one-man protest outside the City Hall because the council doesn’t have a house big enough for him, his wife and their eight children.

He says the council is discriminating against large families.

Jason is obviously a small bit unclear about where babies come from.  Somebody should tell him they don’t fall of the sky while you’re not looking.

I know it’s too late now, but someone should have told Jason a simple fact of life years ago.  If you can’t afford to put a roof over your children’s head, you should keep your dick in your pants.  It isn’t my responsibility as a tax payer to house you just because you decide to have loads of kids.

You caused the problem, Jason, so you solve it instead of expecting me to do it for you.  Otherwise, put up with the house you have now.  Plenty of good people raised large families in small houses.

If the house is crowded, guess who filled it up with kids, Jason.  Figure it out.

Here’s a hint: it wasn’t the rest of us.

Here he is on Newstalk.

Somebody should have a chat with Jason.  They should  ask him how many children he has.

If he says 8, they should point out this website where a woman called Michelle claims to be the mother of two more in England and also claims that he has another child in England as well.  Michelle claims he doesn’t support those children financially or emotionally and never did.

Keeping It Open

I was seriously thinking of closing down this blog because it attracted so many ignorant waahs but all the positive comments have helped me to change my mind.  In future, when a waah makes a stupid comment I’ll just call them a fucking waah and delete what they said.

I fucking hate waahs.  The tracksuited orange bastards are all over the town screaming and roaring at  their fucking waah children.  Did you see how many of the cunts are living in Upper Cecil Street on free rent allowance?  It isn’t safe to go to Flann Costello’s any more in case a mad fucking knacker attacks you in the street.  I heard some guy got bottled near Fla’s last week by more junkie cunts.

Isn’t it about time to kick these fuckers out of their free flats and make them live under a bridge where they belong?  What do they contribute to the city?  I’ll tell you.  They contribute nothing.  They’re just a bunch of ignorant waster fucking fools and we need to stop paying for them.

On a positive note, I decided to keep the blog going if only to annoy the knacker bastards who don’t like it.

Fuck them, uneducated parasites.

The Household Charge

I don’t own my house.  The bank does.

My neighbour lives in exactly the same kind of house as me, but he rents it from the corporation.  He has no money worries.  No bank will ever throw him out for not paying his mortgage.  He’ll be going on a foreign holiday this year but I probably won’t because I can’t afford it.

He has a lot more money than me because he has a good job and he’s not paying a bank.  He uses the very same public services as I do.

I have to pay the household charge.  He doesn’t.

Why?

 

 

 

Closing Down The Blog

I considered closing down this blog after some comments but then I realised that I would only start another one immediately because we need somewhere to give out about the knackers.

The strange thing is that the knackers like reading about themselves, and that’s why so many of the uneducated, illiterate fools put comments here, even though they know I hate them.

I hate uneducated fools in tracksuits and I hate their fat girlfriends with orange spray tan and walking-out pyjamas..  I hate them all.

They’re a waste of space.  They can do nothing except put hot water in their instant mash.  They get free houses for reasons nobody can understand. Every time they pop another knacker baby they get more money.  They’re as thick as a double ditch.  They contribute nothing to the country.

What good are these knackers to anyone?

I don’t know why we support these orange fucking parasites.

Do you?