Monthly Archives: September 2010

“What do they think? That Sean FitzPatrick is in the cupboard over there and he’s still operating the place?” said Mr Aynsley.
“Giz the key to the stationery cupboard boss.  I want to take Seanie out for a walk.”
Mr Aynsley added that changing Anglo’s name will be top of the agenda if the bank is allowed divide itself into a new ‘good’ bank.
It could be “Good Anglo Irish Bank (AAA-Rated)” or “GAIBAAAR” for the lowbrow lulz.

Fitzpatrick Still Casting A Long Shadow (Irish Independent)

When ‘WTF’ doesn’t cut it.

Remember Apogee? They created a lot of Irish websites back in the day.

They’ve since gone very quiet but their old website remains.

Its feeble bullshit still clogging up cyberspace. A wheezing testament to all our current unpleasantness.

Have a look around the site. Every time you click you will hear the sound of dolphins.

Which is nice.

Zero Views is the worst website on the internet, but for all the right reasons.

The publisher trawls YouTube for videos with absolutely no hits (and for most of them, it’s obvious why). Of course, once they appear on the site, they start getting hits, thereby rising from obscurity.

A case in point is Fat Ass Dancing (below). Zero hits last Wednesday. 53,596 hits yesterday.

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNw5HythV24&feature=player_embedded

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FyW3M-UTIWM

With the news that Anglo lost another €8 billion, it seems like a good time to take a look at how the world of banking went ‘postal’.  This could be the movie that will have me taking to the streets.

But I’m Irish, so I’ll just write a pithy letter to The Irish Times.

Release Date: None for Ireland. Too soon?

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3lxuLkS4vI&feature=player_embedded#!

You laughed because he sang gibberish, right?

He mangled Walk Like An Egyptian with his own lyrics and incomprehensible rural patois?

Wrong. He was almost word perfect. Go on. See if we’re wrong.

All the old paintings on the tomb/ They do the sand dance, don’cha know? If they move too quick (Oh-Ah-Oh), they’re falling down like a domino./And the bazaar man by the Nile. He got the money on a bet For the crocodiles (Oh-Ah-Oh), They snap their teeth on a cigarette./Foreign types with their hookah pipes sing:Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,Walk like an Egyptian./The blonde waitresses take their trays, Spin around and they cross the floor.They’ve got the moves (Oh-Ah-Oh), You drop your drink then they bring you more. All the school kids so sick of books, They like the punk and the metal band. When the buzzer rings (Oh-Ah-Oh), They’re walking like an Egyptian. All the kids in the marketplace say: Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,Walk like an Egyptian. Line your feet astreet, bend your back, Shift your arm, then you pull it back. Like Sergeant O (Oh-Ah-Oh),So strike a pose on a Cadillac. If you want to find all the cops, They’re hanging out in the donut shop. They sing and dance (Oh-Ah-Oh), They spin their clock and cruise on down the block. All the Japanese with their Yen,The party boys call the Kremlin. The Chinese know (Oh-Ah-Oh), They walk along like Egyptians./ All the cops in the donut shops say: Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,Walk like an Egyptian,Walk like an Egyptian.