This afternoon.
Grafton Street, Dublin 2
Frank O’Dea writes:
Spotted these newly weds…Grafton Street’s a wonderland. There’s magic in the air…
Fight!
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This afternoon.
Grafton Street, Dublin 2
Frank O’Dea writes:
Spotted these newly weds…Grafton Street’s a wonderland. There’s magic in the air…
Fight!
pretty dress
Well that brought a smile to my face.
Watch this thread go all about Brown Shoes and yer man’s Y Axis comb over now
whatever about the brown shoes, he could have got his trousers taken up
Lovely wedding pictures in the green this time of year
Innit nice! That’d cheer ya up of a grey afternoon
Both look late 30s. Classic case of settling for what you can get before all options are gone.
You old romantic, you!
**chucks chin**
Nah….early forties I’d say and tying the knot for tax reasons.
Perhaps. The Grafton Street photo shoot is defiant denial. That’ll crumble to fupp by the fifth drink. One or both will be in a toilet cubicle sobbing like a child by 11pm.
missed that train did you hence the bitterness?
Nope. Still at my peak!
hardly, i notice you’re reduced to incessant flirting with faceless online nodding dogs
Now you’re just being mean.
WOOF WOOF!
to them, not to you
you seem a jolly chap.
I am quite. Thank you for noticing.
ah stop
it could be round two
sure the first hubby is just a warm up
I’m on no. 3
where did you store the chopped up bits of the old ones?
come over and I’ll show you
I like how you sound almost flirty.
remember the cave ? ;)
faded glory I’d say
well yes
that’s why they are in the cave
Serial monogamy is the secret for a happy life.
quite so
+1
I’d say they’re getting married because they love each other…but that’s just me.
@Brother Barnabas I’m sure the ladies are crawling all over you as you type your trolling comments online…
We are. We like beaten puppies going back to our master, craving attention.
*we ‘re
Thank you.
Brother Barnabas, You don’t strike me as the type who knows much about women so let me help ya out…She’s being sarcastic…
Thanks for explaining, Gaz.
*MANsplaining, you mean. Duh.
My fingers hovered over the letters but I couldn’t bring myself to type it.
MANsplaining noted and apologies offered
ha.
says the dope who reckons I don’t seem like the type who knows much about women.
that fairly backfired, chuck
Nod a bodder, buddy! Just whiling away an afternoon. No offence taken.
they’re not actual ladies
Now that’s fighting talk.
speak for yourself
I feel if I overreact, I’ll come across a bit David Walliams–Little Britain.
“I feel if I overreact, I’ll come across a bit David Walliams–Little Britain.”
Computer says no.
I even went to see the show in The Point.
I was really tuned into the zeitgeist, man.
I’m pretty sure I am.
I’ve been told that owning a strap-on doesn’t actually make me a man.
**clutches pearls**
Bertie’s going to have an aneurysm.
apparently neither does keeping old faithful in your handbag
I’m not trolling.
I just happen to have an opinion (and be physically attractive).
It’s uncouth to speak about how attractive you are, sweetcheeks. You’ve gotta let people assume, like I do.
Sorry. I thought it was enough to just downplay it.
no !
fupp being an Irish apologist
if you are gorgeous
with racehorse ankles and clean fingernails
just say so
and even if you are not
confidence IS sexy
# up da rides
I didn’t say apologise for it. Just recommended a more subtle approach.
You know me, Janet. Fierce subtle.
fierce subtle sister fist bump
Where? I don’t see any
Don’t be mean.
the stench of overpowering and relentless BO, permanently receding hairline and stale, flabby unfulfillment off the posts suggests that train left the station some time ago
cheerio flakie
time to get a new name
and perhaps a more subtle touch
should you wish for a reaction above dismissal
And bad spelling
*receeding*
Awwwwwwwwwww!
Although it sounds contradictory, a widow’s peak is generally a term reserved for men. However, as more people become aware that hair loss is not just a male domain, it’s becoming clear that some women also experience a receding hairline. The female version, however, is called frontal fibrosing alopecia.
http://www.belgraviacentre.com/blog/frontal-fibrosing-alopecia-womens-receding-hairline/
Nobody cares mate honestly..
I do. I’ve got ferocious frontal fibrosing alopecia. I’ll have to learn that off so I can repeat it. Like I had to learn the phrase “hypnic jerk”. Which I do every night before I fall asleep, apparently.
I’d rather be in front of a fibrous old pizza than have frontal fibrosing alopecia.
I work with a fella who walks like that, his nickname is “Broken Hole”.
* thinks *
Please God don’t let this fella have a false leg…..
a strap on ?
You rang?
you left me hanging
on Kathmandu
Sorry. Took a wrong turn and ended up in completely the wrong place.
That’s a GREAT nickname. To coin not to have, obv.
I love workplace nicknames.
I’ve worked with a Jimmy the Thick, Teenage Grandad, Cool Culchie, The Shy Rapist and HappyHead to name but a few….
cue Ball, leather botty, the rabbit,
Chubby Chinaman, Sexy Texter, Giddy Diddies, Shallow Mal….
ahhhh botty?
true story
a fella up in Derry
used to think he was a car.. was touched say
well everyone played along and filled up his wellies when he pulled into the gas station
and one day and unfortunately spark gave him a leather derriere
hence the expression
“there’s no one like you since leather a##e died “
The Bone Collector was another favourite .
just rang my Da to ask
must have been after his time ?
oops, late to the thread, but will you look at those brown shoes and yer man’s y-axis combover.