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If your Irish:
1) You will never play professional basketball.
2) You swear very well.
3) At least one of your cousins holds political office.
4) You think you sing very well.
5) You have no idea how to make a long story short
6) You are very good at playing a lot of very bad golf.
7) There isn't a huge difference between losing your temper and killing someone..
8) Much of your food was boiled.
9) You have never hit your head on the ceiling.
10) You spent a good portion of your childhood kneeling.
11) You're strangely poetic after a few beers.
12) You're, therefore, poetic a lot.
13) You will be punched for no good reason...a lot.
14) Some punches directed at you are legacies from past generations.
15) Your sister will punch you because your brother punched her.
16) Many of your sisters are Catherine, Elizabeth or Mary....and one is Mary Catherine Elizabeth.
17) Someone in your family is incredibly cheap. It is more than likely you.
18) You may not know the words, but that doesn't stop you from singing.
19) You can't wait for the other guy to stop talking so you can start talking.
20) "Irish Stew" is the euphemism for "boiled leftovers from the fridge."
21) You're not nearly as funny as you think you are, but what you lack in talent, you make up for in frequency.
22) There wasn't a huge difference between your last wake and your last keg party.
23) You are, or know someone, named "Murph".
24) If you don't know Murph, then you know Mac, if you don't know Murph or Mac, then you know Sully, and you'll probably also know Sully McMurphy
25) You are genetically incapable of keeping a secret.
26) Your parents were on a first name basis with everyone at the local emergency room.
27) And last but not least... Being Irish means... your attention span is so short that ... oh, forget it.



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The definitive guide to Dublin Scangers:
Call your mother "aul one" and your father "aul lad"
Social life revolve around "Doctor Quirkey's, de "Harp" or "De Back Gahe" (The Back Gate)
Always have a 10 box of "johnny blue" on you.
Faded blue levi's rammed up the arse must be worn sometimes accompanied by the raggedy yellow or orange Asics tracksuit top..
Enormous sovereign rings worn on every finger. For the girls large and studded hoopy earrings are your only man.
Diamond jumpers and Scanda Jacket essential part of wardrobe. These compliments the tracksuits down to a tee.
Lots of experience in sitting down back of bus and terrorising people as well as graffitti on seats. Standing at the door of the Dart and wishing your wares upon 'every bitta skert' that comes near you has also been known to be popular.
Posters of Tupac to be placed on bedroom wall. For girls David Beckham or Ronan Keating will suffice.

Always carry a packet of Rizla.
Portrait of Arse embedded into at least one corner wall.
Chain hanging out over jumper.
Know the Macari's Takeaway menu off by heart.
Be mates with a Doyler, Rayo, Whacker, Git or Mousey.
Girls are all called Natalie, Jasinteh, Janet, Imeldeh, Maggie, Sharon or Tracey. Not that some of these aren't nice names but when said with an accent from the 'Mun you could cut bread with, then they take on another significance.

Pram and small child essential for the young up and coming knackerette.
Spit on pavement at least every three seconds.
All your relatives live on the same street.
Nearest thing to nature you have been is swimming and fishing in Canal or swearing at culchies when they come up "from the fuckhin country".
Copy of the Sun in back pocket at all times.
Pretend to follow League of Ireland football but only go for the fights.
Celtic jersey with own name on the back.
Constantly have scowl on your face.
"Buuurdd" must be at least "preggers" or have a "little fecker".
Rotweiller essential to keep up the hardman image and tell people who even look crossways at it that you'll "bate de fuchkin bollix off them, you English pox" even if they're from Cabinteely.
City center consists of Henry and O Connell streets - the odd venture to Donnybrook kiddies disco for the "oul soft roide" is necessary at least once a month. Get extra points for shagging your mates motts and your cousins at these events.
Left school before 16.
Time spent from June to October is collecting for bon-fire.
House called something imaginative like "Celticsville".
Name written on at least ten lamposts around your house. i.e. Anto=a queer or Natalie=is a man.
Shrill whistle at everyone and walk with arms swinging and exaggerated limp. Common greetings called out to friends include "Stary?" or "Ahh rihe Shaymo?"
Name must end with an o at the end.(Example Anto, Rayo,Pado, Micko and with and ie sound for the girls - Nahalie, Tracey
Summer holidays are always in Courtown and you think its the best ting since sliced bread.

Dont kill me if you recognise yourself in it


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Thick = Stupid
Gobshite = Idiot
Jig/ Reel = Irish Dance
When God was a Gasan = A long time ago
Durty Whore ( When spoken by a farmer) That animal is costing me a fortune
Nana = Granny
Mammy = Mother
Auld Fella = Father
Yon one = That one over there



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Are you the lass who went out with the "Doc" from Africa

Yvonne


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I can talk the hind leg of a donkey, yet I am deaf as a post

I can turn my tongue sideways and even upside down

I can speed read a 500 page book in an hour yet I have Dyslexia

Go figure


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Best Luck with the interview Ciaran, you will ace it, no better man to have in there


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I wish to say many thanks to all of you for your kind words, thoughts and prayers.

He is awake and smiling thank god, and doing very well.

Thanks to one and all


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Velvet

Cant sleep, simply puting my thoughts in writing. A part of me want the world to know about the wonderful man who needs a litle help from others tonight. He belive so much in the strength of praying, it got him through many a difficult time in life.


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Blue eyes..

You are my inspiration, my hero and my mentor.
You prop me up when I need strength at times of weakness.
You kick me in the arse when I need it also
You sure know how to slap this woman "upside" the head when she is being daft.
You bring so much to each person you come across.
You bring calm in times of stress and worry.
You bring light and laughter in times of darkenss.
You bring joy in times of sadness.
You may not be his dad, but you became the father of my child when he needed it.
You brought patience and understanding to him when others were frustrated. You brought laughter and love to him, in a way that few understand.
You bring so much to this world,it would be a dim and dull place to be in without you.

Please find that strength that has carried you through life to live another day.........


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His degree...

He was the cutest funniset student I have even know and the most diligent. He never gave up, not once did he look away from his goal. I remeber one day watching him head to the bus, waddling trying his best to walk straight, thinking to myself what in gods name is he using as a bag for his books. Then I realised it was a bag that teenageers normally use when to go to collage for the first time, normally you would expect to see an adult with a dignified black briefacse or something similiar Not this man He puts me in mind of that charector Roger Dangerfield who goes back to collage as an OAP

He blossomed and grew into the man he should have been, He took every opportunity to learn as much as he could. He questioned and probed the lecturers to the extent they ended up listening to him. That must have been a wondrful feeling for him, afterall, as he would tell you, he is a humble man from humble beginings. He was perplexed by the interest they showed in him, he didnt realise that his natural intelligence left others in awe of him.

He received a standing ovation from his peers and Tutors when he achieved his goal. They and his family, recognised in him, what he failed to see for many years. When he walked with his degree in his hand, we didnt see his wee waddle anymore, we saw a man with his held held high.


He didnt settle with the degree..he went on to complete his Masters at the age of 65.

Today he helps those who struggle in life and shows them that there is light, laughter enjoyment to be had even in the most difficult times. He became a renowned Psychologist with people coming far and wide to talk to him and ask his opinion.

Not bad for a kid who makes Angela Ashes look like a fairy tale.


Hey Blue eyes, when you you wake there is a hug waiting for you



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He lived life to the fullest but at times struggled. His mother was a cruel woman, twisted with bitterness about her life. She saw her cousins living the life only she could dream off.
She saw their children grow thrive while hers died one by one. She didnt see the child she had in her life, adn he paid a heavy price for this.
He spent most of his life caring for a woman, who twarted him at every opputurnity, she seemed to resent his lving and the others dying. She was an incredibly cruel woman who pointed his failings out to him on a daily basis even telling the man that she hated him.

He never gave up on her though.....

Due to his responsibilites at home, he never had the oppurtunity of education and all that it brings. He didnt have the chance, at that time, to drag himself out of poverty, yet he held his head with pride.

He later met a woman who brought laughter and light to his life, they married after a whirlwind romance and fathered 5 children. These children grew up in a harsh envirment yet were loved to the fullest. Sadly, he past haunted him quietly and he drank to chase the demons away till it came to a time when all he did was drink. Even through it all, his kindness always shone through.

He lost his family who he held so close to him and realised that his family were paying a price for his demons.

When he came to life again, he went back to school and made amends with his children and to this day his wife of 45 years gets breakfast in bed every day.

When he went back to school he fulfilled a dream of having his leaving Cert, mind you he was 60yrs at this stage He did it with no difficulties at all, then decided that that wasnt enough anymore, that he wasnt settling again for what life was throwing at him. He created a new dream..he now wanted a degree


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My son one day in it weird little way, asked this man to tell him a story about the famine. He didnt say a word for a while, I then realised he was crying..thinking to myself Oh jesus what has my we man done to casue this, only to realised that he was crying from holding in the laughter My wee man taught he lived during the famine Instead of telling dude be quiet he told him storied that had been passe dto him by his grandmother of her expereinces of the Famine. He showed my son the locations in her story and the impact it had on future generations.

He passed on such knowledge and understanding, he also passed on compassion for those who failed others in those times. You see the thing is, his grandparents were as story not to be lost through time.
A story of bridging the divide that still stands today, a story of love, strength in times of adversity.

His grandfather came from a very weathly protestant family, even by today standards, his grandmother came from an impoverished catholic family. They met while she was looking for food, her father had died, her mother dieing. They eventuall married and as a result, he was banished from his family. They ended up living in horrendous poverty that sdid not twart their marriage. In time they had 11 chilren, who all survived to adulthood, which at that time was a miracle in itslsef. His granfather fought with the British in WW1 and came home with only one arm and leg, sods law they were on the opposing sides Yet this still did not deter him from bringing laughter and happiness to this man, you are praying for, life.

He told us a story of this man, who brought so much joy and happiness to him, this feeling stayed with him through some very difficult time.

One of those difficult times came at the age of 8 when his own brother, aged 2 died. As a result of the poverty, his mother did not have the money to bury her child. His father was in hospital with breathing difficulties and his mother had 4 more at home to care for, he was the eldest so it was up to him to take of his brothers buriel. He carried his brother for 4 miles to the nearest graveyard, dug the grave and buried him blessingit with water from the church. 60 years later he finally got to put a head stone of this grave.
He did this again for 3 more of of his siblings. He only told this story as a result of prodding by my wee man, who he adores, the rest of us knew there were many a story behnd this man, yet we couldnt get past the barriers who erected in order to continue living.


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The chap you are praying for is a fantastic man who has beaten the odds many many times.
Let me tell you a little something about him so that you can get some of the essence of him.....


He is a man who rarely talks about his life, we know he has had a difficult time, yet he sees it as expereinces that have created who he is today. He never gave up and looked to the future.
He grew up as a child in crippling poverty, born 1 of 16 children,in which only 2 survived into adulthood. The cruelty he expereinced, in our eyes, he turned to positives and ensured that the never committed the same to another.

Its rare for him to talk about his expereinces, yet one day we were chatting about the recession when he told us a stiry that woudl take tears from a stone. He recalled a time,as children do, when he got up to some high jinks, when he hurt himself in the river. AS a result the doctor had tobe called, no A & E then.

His mother beat him from one end of the street to the other,because of 2 things, the money needed to pay the Doc and the fact that she has to go to her neighbours and ask for sheets to put on the bed. She had nothing but her pride to hold her head high it seems.

The Doc finally arrived blind drunk and stitched, this lad of 10yr, feet up with fishing gut. No pain relief..nothing. We sat slacked jawed listening to this story as we were aware of the problems he had with his feet over a lifetime, little did we know why.


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Your kindness is overwhelming ...and now the tears are finally flowing. Jesus... folks one minute I am giving you a bit of a hard time then you reach a hand out to me...you sure are restoring faith in people within me tonight.


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Please say a little prayer for someone I know. It does not matter what religion you are, even if you believe or not, he does. He needs the goodness we all have inside to help him through the night.....

God bless


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True true...

Call me a cynic who heart is softening.........maybe for the worng reason on here tonight


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Are ya mad..me a nurse...jesus the beds would be empty in no time at all I have very little patience, pardon the pun
It saddened me when I read this thread. Maybe it struck close to home, as I have a son with Autism, left me wondering will it be lije this for him when its his time to look for a mate. Will he be judged and found lacking just because he is different Who are we to judge another, for we are all lackingin some way in today's society. Would it not be better to guide each other and provide positive feedback instead of attacking

People make me sad, they truly do, in how they treat one another, for life is tough enough for some without others loading their issues on top of it


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Feeling a bit by now...I bet


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