Wolfe Tone, Thomas Russell, Henry Joy McCracken, William Orr, Lord Edward Fitzgerald Burn the bastards.
If you took out the apostrophe in the title of the thread and added the word, "smell", at the end of the sentence, then it would be factually correct.
have i not done this thread before edit i mean some republican inbred **** called sword or hash etc what what
Monaco / md im drunk and i know you are monaco, liverpool won lets have a type along .... ill post the first chorus and ye join in and post the rest There's a uniform still hanging in what's known as father's room A uniform so simple in its style It has no fancy braid of gold, no hat with feathered plume Yet me mother has preserved it all the while One day she made me try it on, a wish of mine for years In memory of your father Sean she said And when I put the sam brown on, she was smiling through hear tears As she placed the broad black brimmer on me head
its a long story but my account was hacked by MI5 and james bond so i thought it better to start again
Am I **** drunk and the worst thing is, if I want to get even close to drunk and listen to your pish i have to go to the bastard shops.
I'm sure monaco will be seriously offended, imagined being accused of living a joint life, one in monaco the other in the **** stain that is perth. EDIT: read that wrong but still I'm far to high / semi-sober to be thinking hard, see above.
I think he was meaning that he knows that I am drunk, although, I did think he was meaning that we are the same person the first time I read his inane ramblings.
