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Come on kids, the man needs a holiday. Never mind, watch this very rich substitute from the guys at Apres Match. OK, you’ve seen it before. But you’ve seen Fargo more than once, right?

We hope the Apres crew are just like us: like-minded guys (and in our case, a good number of ladies) working, without ego, for a common satiric purpose. We’d hate to think they were in it just for the bread. We’d hate to think they had ego issues with one another and didn’t enjoy a smoke or a pint and a game of billiards like we do in Karl’s basement.

We’d hate to think those talented, funny guys spend every night, before going to bed, on their knees, praying to the comedy gods to keep Dunphy, Giles and creaky, old Bill alive. Whatever it takes,

Long enough to milk the last drop of laff juice from old men’s udders. Long enough to make that final, bittersweet mortgage payment.

We’d hate that very much.

Apres Match ‘Possibly So’ Tour 2010 (Ticketmaster)

You have to love this guy. Basically asking for the headline: Lying King.

Wherever Ivor is – and we’re betting the Horse Show – he’s kept the Broadsheet political reporters on their toes this week. Could there be a trip to the continent for our team, a chance for them to wear shorts outside the office?

No, we’ll just link to a few reliable sources as usual.

(Photocall Ireland)

Ireland captain*. Millionaire. Dude. Gillette guy. Funny. Charming. Good cook.

These things are nothing to the simple, happy life we could have built for you.

But it’s too late.

So. You lose.

Latorz.

* Like to see how far he gets on Donkey Kong. BS highest score? 805,600 (Leinster record). Oh, I’m sorry, Brian, did we scare you?

(Pic by Photocall Ireland)

OK. This is breaking. Again from RTE.ie:

It was also confirmed that Brendan O’Connor would be returning to our screens on ‘The Saturday Night Show’ after a successful debut last season.

See that Doyle. You see that, Mr Craig Doyle. That’s what happens when you fuck with the big boys. Oh, you down now. Take a Polaroid of that, UPC hotard.

* Mr O’Connor’s book ‘Dick in the Old Country’, recalling Richard Nixon and his glamorous wife, Pat’s historic 1970 trip to Ireland, will be published in the autumn.

From RTE.ie five minutes ago:

“The new season was launched by the new Managing Director of Television, Glen Killane who confirmed RTÉ’s new afternoon schedule for the coming year. Two new programmes have been slated in with Maura Derrane anchoring the new ‘4 Daily’ which will be followed by ‘Daily Extra’ presented by new ‘Rose of Tralee’ host Daithi Ó Se and Claire Byrne.”

More as we get it.

Choke on that, Craig so-called Doyle.

Our highlight of the upcoming Dublin Theatre Festival (sponsored by a bank) is the beautifully-shod, performance artist Amanda Coogan. And her play, Yellow. Which is, no. Let the programme speak for itself:
Yellow
“A woman dressed in a large yellow dress, continuously washes her enormous skirt in a bucket of soap water over 4 hours, to the intermittent strains of a piano composition by Franz Schubert. Originally authored by the performance artist Amanda Coogan, Yellow, which examines the frail and yet indomitable nature of human spirit, will be interpreted individually by six women over consecutive days.“

As Michael Macliammoir might have put it: “That don’t make me so horny.”

Amanda Coogan’s Home Page.