Author Archives: Niall Murphy

At the launch of the 2010 Mister International Ireland competition at Mantra nightclub on Friday were the startled, Glenda-esque model Louise Kavanagh, and Martin Guilfoyle and Aidan Deegan (who are competing in the ‘Non-tan’ division). The finals are on August 26. Our money, as usual, is riding on Daithi O’Se. Don’t let us down, a chara!

(Photo by Brian ‘Aperture’ McEvoy)

Mister International


httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I16_8l0yS-g&feature=player_embedded

Ah, SyFy channel. Undisputed home of WTF.

Also available for your viewing pleasure: Mansquito, Mega Piranha and – one shits one not – Flu Bird Horror.

Coming soon: this.

You couldn’t make it up. And yet that’s exactly what he did.

Callelly Claimed Expenses on Forged Invoices (Irish Mail On Sunday)

Callelly Faces Calls To Quit (The Irish Times)

Hang on. Fake Nokia invoices? Swap two letters and it’s Konia. Which sounds like con ya. Which is, admittedly, a bit tenuous.

(Photo by Photocall Ireland)



Wooo! YEAH, BABY!

What a Friday night it’s been! According to Tiancheng Luo’s clock, it’s nearly dawn.

Seriously, though, it’s all a bit of a blur. There was a queue outside Vodafone, right? And a bunch of weasels that looked like a willy? Lenny was in an elevator with Joni. And then your one from the Herald started a catfight?

Oh, we’re going to feel this tomorrow.

A companion piece to the recent ‘Every Fag Smoked In The First Two Seasons Of Mad Men’ mashup. Don and the lads display their prodigious quaffing skills for your delectation.

HAHAHAAH! Having the craic! All of those people have sclerosis of the liver.

Via Daily Wh.at