Coq Au Bin

13 thoughts on “Coq Au Bin”

1. bisted May 29, 2017 at 9:16 am

   …great headline…you’ll have to start rising early to beat that Bodger…
2. Bertie "the inexplicable pleasure" Blenkinsop May 29, 2017 at 9:36 am

   Bachelor’s Pork
3. I'm "alright" Jack. Mad Jack is on annual leave. May 29, 2017 at 9:48 am

   Disposable c€&ok?

   Don’t tell clampers
   1. Lord Snowflakee May 29, 2017 at 10:22 am

      This will drive him nupping futs

      http://www.wbur.org/onpoint/2017/05/26/dangerous-woman-pop-feminism
4. Eamonn Clancy May 29, 2017 at 9:51 am

   Mannix Flynn’s new art installation.
5. Nigel May 29, 2017 at 9:53 am

   Sometimes in the morning, Inflatable Penis likes to lean out of his window and watch the city wake up, the road filling with cars and the street with people, Inflatable Penis likes to sit there and make up stories about each person passing by, to think about each individual life and their cares and concerns. And the people of the city, as they go by, glance at Inflatable Penis and think to themselves, ‘Is that inflatable penis looking at me?’
6. mildred st. meadowlark May 29, 2017 at 9:54 am

   Optimism.
7. scottser May 29, 2017 at 9:58 am

   i thought it was something to do with the ongoing varadkar/coveney thing
   1. mildred st. meadowlark May 29, 2017 at 10:01 am

      Brilliant!
8. ceo May 29, 2017 at 10:06 am

   Scruscair
9. Jayzus B. Christ May 29, 2017 at 10:08 am

   My mate at school drew something very like this on a map in my Geography book, beside the placename ‘Bin Swilly’.
10. Doood May 29, 2017 at 11:18 am

    Grafton Street’s a wonderland, there’s magic in the air, there are diamonds in the ladies eyes and gold dust in their haaaaaaaiiir. And if you don’t believe…DICKBIN
11. Ben Redmond May 29, 2017 at 1:37 pm

    The pinkie should be in the recycle, not the waste bin.

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