Would You Like A Print Of The Dublin/Cork Tintin Cover?

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We have two – yes, TWO – large glossy prints of the imaginary adventures of Tintin in Dublin and Cork by Grainne Tynan to give away.

Yes, it’s a Friday Tintin ‘Rick off.

When guilty of an online sin,
One must give the mob a chance to win,
By writing a ditty,
About old Cork City,
Two wonderful prints of Tintin.

John Moynes

All Cork/Dublin Tintimericks before 2pm.

Please express city preference.

You can purchase a print here

No cash, favours, posters, etc. were given for this post.

 

UPDATE: winners:

Dublin

There was a young lad called Tintin
Who loved an old Red Bull and gin
He smoked Jonny Blue
And Snowy did too
The scanger kingpin of Dublin

‘Ah Feck’

Cork

Tintin left The Pale just to see
If he’d find a new life by the Lee
But there weren’t any jobs
Folk talked like Eddie Hobbs
So he legged it back to Dublin 3

Aurora

71 thoughts on “Would You Like A Print Of The Dublin/Cork Tintin Cover?

  1. Frodo Baggins

    Saw this down at the Four Courts Luas stop a while ago, well done Grainne. Great work.
    Eh I know that wasn’t a limerick but whatever.
    Gimme one.

  2. Clampers Outside!

    That tracksuit is too posh.

    You need to redraw using the “full suit – leggings and top” tracksuits for €15 they sell down on Meath Street.

    (That’s no diss on Meath Street, I like Meath St.)

    1. Clampers Outside!

      Here’s my wee entry…. :)
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      Where intonation and tone rise and fall
      And English is spoken with a drawl
      Armed by the people of Cork
      With a fine tuning fork
      There’s no need for interpreters in the Dáil

  3. Klarticus

    Young Tintin professed a desire
    To go out in his bedroom attire
    Throwing shapes down the street
    Nike air max on his feet
    And injecting skag under the spire

  4. Jim Fagan

    A delightful satire with Tin-tin,
    That Dubliners should take on the chin,
    But it brings to our eyes,
    An anti-social caricature we ought despise,
    And on that note I say, sin sin.

  5. Whoop

    With nike runners, a trackie and peaked hat
    Off went Snowy and Tintin to chase cats
    Throughout Dublin town
    They caused many a frown
    When snowy sat down and he shat

  6. Whoop

    With nike runners, a trackie and peaked hat
    Off went Snowy and Tintin to chase cats
    Throughout Dublin town
    They caused many a frown
    When snowy sat down and he shat…

  7. Tom O'Dea

    Well Tintin went out for a spin
    Round the brave streets o central Dublin
    But he never came back
    ’cause he got quite the smack
    and now he’s less teeth in his grin.

  8. jim

    i thought after your insulting limerick yesterday you would have learned your lesson and have stopped this boring, tiresome, self-centred limerick thing.

  9. rotide

    There’s one thing The Gathering has no tried,
    Drug tourism could be applied
    sure look at tintin
    He’s out of his bin
    Welcome to Dublin’s Northside

  10. thesingingdetective

    Down on the streets of Dublin,
    A boy and his dog came a rumblin’,
    With a backwards cap,
    And his rip-off tracks,
    The walls of decency came a tumblin’.

  11. David

    Tintin thinks he looks cool,
    That he and his mutt are “old skool”
    But on Dublin’s northside
    In his adidas strides
    He comes across as a bit of a tool

  12. Rufty

    When miserable at work in a foreign land,
    to Broadsheet I must lend a hand,
    For the odd witty post,
    keeping me entertained most,
    before I go out & get canned!!!

  13. Tickle

    There once was a man named Tickle,
    With drink he’d be real fickle,
    He’d actually be really shitty,
    Just like that place, Cork City,
    Were once he did a piddle.

    How brutal is that. I have no redeeming artistic qualities :(

  14. Carol

    The Rebels Abu
    Snowy, TinTin and Old Haddock too
    Cross cultural capers
    Fountain top vapours
    Chancing their arms on the banks of the Lee

  15. James M. Chimney

    Tintin a Belgian of note,
    Perambulated across Dublin dressed as a scrote,
    He did a few yokes,
    He had a few smokes,
    and now he’s in rehab in Moate.

    or

    A ginger with an accent incomprehensible,
    Alongside a girl with name unpronounceable,
    Lounged by a fountain in Cork,
    They looked and they jeered,
    The feins, they all cheered,
    In unison they all roared “Yerra look! It’s yer man from the comics”

  16. Leo O'Reilly

    Tintin me old feen
    Is it Pana you’ve been seen
    Asking for your madra snow
    But only ever getting blow
    Come ‘ere at least your no fecking Jackeen

  17. thesingingdetective

    Tintin and Snowy came a searching,
    To come see the protests lurching,
    Down the dirty old town,
    And now we’ll never live it down,
    No matter how many times we go marching.

  18. David Bourke

    Tintin and Haddock set off from fair Brussels
    In search of a girl with cockles and mussels
    They landed in Tallaght
    Instead of Drumanagh
    And got f*cked over by hustles and tousles

  19. Clifford Killeen

    By the spire or on the south mall,
    You’ll see Tintin, his dog and his pal,
    Walking ’round like some scangers,
    Or acting like langers,
    Spouting threats that are colloquial.

    Cork print please!!!!!

  20. missred

    One question has made me fear,
    Were Tintin and Haddock both queer?
    Wonder if Hergé
    Meant them to be gay,
    To which Snowy retorts: Ah heeeerre

    Dublin one please (xmas gift for my sister in Canada, big geeky Tintin fans we were as kids)

  21. Gabriel Rodriguez

    If there’s one thing I miss about Dublin,
    It’s socks with tracksuit bottoms tucked in.
    However I can’t quite recall,
    Enjoying seeing the hands on their balls,
    A sight that would drive you to heroin.

  22. Conor Kirwan

    The government don’t have a dime,
    And the Gardai are all stretched for time,
    We could do with Tintin,
    To make lose-lose win-win,
    And rid Dublin of some of its crime

  23. Ahh feck

    There was a young lad called Tintin
    Who loved an old Red Bull and gin
    He smoked Jonny Blue
    And Snowy did too
    The scanger kingpin of Dublin

  24. Pigeon Street

    Disguised by a hood
    He’d rob what he could
    In his PJ bottoms by day
    Young Tin Tin would say
    What’s the story bud

  25. Timmy

    There was yougfella named tin tin
    forever lookin to get outta his bin bin
    sure if it wasn for snowy
    he’d be nothin but lonely
    sure give us a dublin one if I win

  26. 2BiT

    The adventures of Tintin in limerick,
    for an internet prize-drawing gimmick,
    his wandering round Dublin,
    looking quite troublin’,
    brought a smile to the face of this cynic.

  27. Irrelevant

    There was a chung fella named Tintin
    Who threw shapes ’round town like a Kingpin
    His mott called him a knacker
    So he wheeled round and smacked her,
    And by writing this poem I might win things

  28. Kingjoe

    There once was a fella called Tini*
    Who went to check out Dublin’s fair city
    He put on a cap
    and talked like a knack’
    just to fit in with the people

    Tintins new nickname after joining a gang of youths

  29. Improbable

    Tintin, with his mate Captain Haddock
    Loved to get high as a mad yoke
    He sleeps in a squat
    Has 10 kids with his mot
    I just wish this was some kind of bad joke

    or

    Young Tintin and his faithful white mutt
    Stroked bikes and other people’s stuff
    ‘Ah, here, leave it out’
    The old woman did shout
    When it turned out he wasn’t so tough

  30. AJB

    Graine’s quite talented, I have to admit
    Her Tintin poster’s the Shit
    It such a nice thing to see
    By the Luas in Smithfield
    But recently some twit drew a cock on it.

  31. Ronan

    My attempt for a Dublin poster

    If Tintin was set in Dubh Linn
    The characters would change to fit in
    Our parks would be quite
    Full of dear Snowy’s shite
    And we’d have a dole-cheating lone Thompson “twin”

  32. Kavo

    In the ‘fair’ centre of Dublin city
    Tintin and his dog are getting gritty
    He struts and he ruts
    in his wake lie cans and fag butts
    And that’s the end of my ditty

  33. Pedanto

    Now cartoons of Walloon teenyboppers
    Are retuned to include spliffs and poppers.
    There’s even a glint in
    The eyes of young Tintin
    As he’s chasing some bint into Coppers.

  34. Conor Kirwan

    The stress was affecting tintin,
    And he needed a good old seisin,
    But he doesn’t like langers,
    So he dressed like a skanger,
    And headed for good auld Dublin

  35. Pigeon Street

    From a crime scene whilst running away
    “You’ll never catch me” young Tin Tin would say
    But what he didn’t bet on
    Was the Feds coming along
    On their Garda livered Segway

  36. Flag

    Young Tintin had plenty of muscle
    But in Cork he got in to a scuffle.
    Some lad from Bandon
    Knocked his lights out by Shandon
    He should have stayed home back in Brussels

  37. Christopher

    In Dublin when walking about,
    I guarantee beyond any doubt,
    That you’re sure to be told,
    That it’s comedy gold,
    To scream ‘Ah here leave it out’.

    Dublin please!

  38. Tommy Falvey

    Wheter by the spire or up in The Glen,
    There was a French lad, called Tin-Tin,
    Who loved drinking Cork dry gin,
    He found Dublin a bit gritty,
    But found a home in the rebel city.

    Cork one please!!

  39. icon1

    As a Belgian Tintin could handle his beer.
    But he travelled to Cork just last year
    And one swig of the Beamish
    Left him feeling squeamish
    And still the thought strikes him with fear

  40. Aurora

    Tintin left The Pale just to see
    If he’d find a new life by the Lee
    But there weren’t any jobs
    Folk talked like Eddie Hobbs
    So he legged it back to Dublin 3

    (Cork one mais e do thoil e!)

  41. notthenineoclocknews

    When Tin Tin is dressed like a skanger,
    Or walking along like a langer,
    Created by Herge,
    He’s a hit with the birds,
    But mostly he just minds his own manners.

    Eh…. I’ll take the Dublin one please and thank you.

  42. Vic Mackey

    TINTIN liked his tinnies,
    of the Dutch Gold varieties,
    with no money to pay,
    he said, “What the hay”,
    and did a jump-over down the Liberties.

  43. James M. Chimney

    Right give me a poster. It’s two O’Clock. Not the Cork one. One of their natives broke my heart right by that fountain many years ago. She danced up on down on it like James O’Reilly in golf shoes.

    The Dublin one will do fine thanks. I’ll frame it and hang it beside my engraving of Cork’s drinking water supply.

  44. Sheila

    There was a young lad named TanTan (Fr pron)
    who had a little dog named Milou
    They walked the wire of Dublin’s white spire
    But hopped on a train, before getting caught up in the milieu.

    Pretty bad I know, but the poster’s are fabulous.

  45. Conor Kirwan

    i had a typo in my last one:

    The stress was affecting tintin,
    And he needed a dirty seisin,
    But he doesn’t like langers,
    So he dressed like a skanger,
    And headed for good auld Dublin

  46. Joe

    There was a young lad called Tintin
    Who was determined to give up the gin,
    But he ended up in The Catwalk,
    had too much to drink and an unpleasant gawk
    And ended up in the Grand Parade fountain

  47. Oisin

    In defence of the Dublin proletariat, the incorruptible class that will free Ireland….

    “The middle and upper may sneer,
    But really its Tintin they fear
    For down he’ll be by the spire
    In lumpen attire
    When his incorruptible class finally win”

  48. ally

    Tintan likes to sport a trackie and mean eye,
    But when trouble knocks, he’ll start to cry.
    Jump the train to Mallow,
    And next thing ya know,
    Great Snakes! He’s landed in Cork boy!

  49. Damien

    There once was ginger from Brussels
    Going down to Cork for the Mussels
    Iarnród Éireann was late
    Tintin was irate
    On Grafton he had lots of tussles

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