Monthly Archives: August 2010

Sorry Nat, are you trying to equate Stalin with Medvedev? 

Oh yeah because…

What? Because he met him before a U2 concert. In which a few Amnesty volunteers were arrested and manhandled by Russian secret police. How was he to know that?

They’re killing civilians and journalists. It’s becoming a police state. And…

And yes he hung with Putin and Blair while G8 protesters were being clubbed on the streets of Genoa. That was 10 years ago. Build a bridge, Nat-tard.

But…why?

Why does he keep meeting these creeps? Maybe he’s lonely. Maybe he likes shooting the shit with shitheads. The truth is we don’t know. Nobody really knows. You forget one thing, Nat. He’s not like us, the Bonster. He’s a little bit rock ‘n’ roll, a little bit hedge fund, a little bit Sister Stan and a little bit Barry Egan.  The guy lives with these contradictions. Why can’t you, Nat? Why?

Well at least I pay…

Your taxes? Number one, you sign on. Number two, If it was Nick Cave you’d be like ‘Go On Nick. Fuck the system.’  Who’s the hypocrite now, eh? Eh? Eh? Eh, Nat?

Put Churchill’s face back in. Go on.

Thanks.

No, thank you. I’m sorry.

U2 Concert Hits Sour Note (Guardian).

Bono And Medvedev Talk Rock Music, Fight Against Aids (Wall Street Journal – Slide Show)

“I remember looking down at the cinema floor and seeing these rivulets of piss in the aisles. The girls were literally pissing themselves with excitement. So what I associate most with The Beatles is the smell of girls’ urine.”

You’re thinking about those Thai schoolgirls and what might happen when they finally get to meet Phil Coulter?

We’re reporting your IP address.

Digital Spy

PS Is it girl’s piss or girls’ piss. Or can you use both?

(Photocall Ireland)

You’ll need

1 red chilli
2 or 3 cloves of garlic
3 stalks of fresh parsley
1 bag of rocket
1 bag of baby spinach
Half a pack of spaghetti, the thin variety called spaghettini is best.
20 fresh prawns.
Juice of half a lemon.
Extra virgin olive oil.
Knob of butter.
Nice bottle of white wine, whatever you reckon works best with fish.
A pinch of salt and pepper.

METHOD:
Finely chop the garlic, chilli and parsley separately and leave aside, it should look the Italian flag, or the Mexican even! Clean all the prawns by washing them in cold water
Boil a pot of cold water with a bit of salt and add the pasta when water boils. Add the red, white and green to a hot pan of melted knob of butter and cook for four mins until it’s all softened. Now add the prawns for two mins, then the bag of rocket and baby spinach.
The Prawns should take on a lovely orange colour. Add a splash of the white wine that you are going to serve with it and season with salt, black pepper and lemon juice.
Strain the pasta but keep a little bit of the water. Add the pasta to the pan with some extra virgin olive oil and the pasta water. Mix the ingredients through the spaghettini and serve
straight away with a little really fresh focaccia if that floats your curragh like.

Not bad, eh? Dude knows his stuff.

You thought we were messing, didn’t you? You did. Like we were taking the piss and this wasn’t Mundy’s recipe at at all. HA HA. You Lose. Latorz.

(Via ‘Northsider’) (Pic: Photocall Ireland)

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