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Feeney is spending hundreds of euros a year just to copy and paste articles from xyz newspapers.


What a loser. At least Val is getting his YouTube channel for free.
 
Feeney is spending hundreds of euros a year just to copy and paste articles from xyz newspapers.


What a loser. At least Val is getting his YouTube channel for free.

He'll have a hard time keeping up with Jambo doing the same thing on here.

No matter how many times I tell you fucker - he just keeps pasting up links to Keith Woods and other grim articles from RTE news.

Someone needs to take the batteries out of his remote control.

After they take his remote control out of his rectum.

Poor Jambo.
 
I bet someone's already spotted ways to burn the system.

Up here, kids who are hard up for cash have a little trick: tie a string/bootlace to the top of a 2L sized plastic bottle (it returns 40c in credit) and put it into the chute. After it's been decoded and logged by the laser, pull it back out again and repeat the process. Keep it going as long as you can and then take the credit receipt to the cashier and grab the winnings.

The bar code can also be photocopied: take a decent quality picture of the bar code on the plastic bottle. Lay it out in photo/paint and fill the entire A4 sheet with copies you can cut out and stick to any receptacle you have handy. Shove the lot into the chute and get paid.

Hot tip: the same trick works for lots of things. I wanted AAA access passes for the Flow Festival here in Helsinki city, but they'd completely sold out the entire three day party. So I went down around lunchtime on the Friday when the construction/installation guys were finishing up. I walked up to one guy and asked for directions but slyly and silently I took a picture of his AAA and brought it home. Upload it into the computer, tone the colours and fix any irregularities in paint or photoshop, print it off and then laminate it with a standard electric iron (you can buy laminate plastic in most print shops) and hang it on a standard loop.

When Radiohead played Dublin on 'The Bends' tour, I went and bought the new single (cassette version) which came in a cigarette box-like case from HMV. Took a shot of it and uploaded it into paint. Added some detailing (Staff/AAA/Tech) and printed off just two copies. Went down to the gig, saw hundreds of people lining up, went to the stage door with a mate and acted kind of breathless and in a hurry. Knock on the stage door, glance at the doorman and continue talking about bulb replacements and electrical problems. Doorman stands aside, we walk right into the pit up front. Mate goes back out (with my copy and his own) gives it to another mate, they come in, one goes out, two come in, one goes out, etc, etc. Seventeen heads in total.

Didn't put my hand in pocket all night with the free beers.

Met Johnny Greenwood backstage with his Missus.

Showed him the blag AAAs and he cracked up.



And that concludes today's lesson.
 
You're getting to be really good at copy/pasting other people's thoughts onto sites like this.

Maybe one day you too will have an original thought of your own.

Looking forward to it?

I know I am.
 
Nah - fresh as a daisy up this end.

Another beautiful day in the world's happiest country.

Apparently Finland qualified for the eurovision finals.

Haven't even heard the song myself, nor do I know who's singing it. But your little viper lady seem quite provocative. Bambam Thug-Life? Bet without all that make-up she's some right minger. Got your slabs of Dutch Gold in for the final? Your set of pink bunny ears?

Good man.
 
There's always some arseholes with sacks full of bottles and cans at the machines, taking half the century to dispose of them for cash in return. You begin to ask yourself if it's even worth your time in order to get some measly 25 cent voucher back.
 
Ireland's already concreted over, with hideously ugly housing estates attached to every traditional village...and an American-style McMansion eyesore in just about every field at this stage.

You can thank the Gombeen class for that.
 
There's always some arseholes with sacks full of bottles and cans at the machines, taking half the century to dispose of them for cash in return. You begin to ask yourself if it's even worth your time in order to get some measly 25 cent voucher back.

The solution to that up here is that there are notices reminding customers that if they have a very large (say more than twenty-five items) number of tins and bottles that they must return them between 0700 (opening time) and 1100, a busier time in the malls. Then also from 2100 to 2300, closing times.

If it's the middle of the day and someone ahead of you has a massive sack, you can always try to (a) remind them of the rules or (b) just tell the stupid cunt to get out of the way and let you return your smaller few. If there's any tangles, security can be called from a in-house phone placed next to the return machine. There's also a security camera above the machine watching for people trying to scam it with stringed bottles and so on.

In general, the rule is observed both early and late up here, but Ireland's a case apart.

You just opened your new portal to New York yesterday and already the yanks are horrified at the walking dead stumbling around, and others pissing on the glass, mooning the yanks, spitting at it, and falling into it when monged out. Whoever the fool was who decided to erect the portal next to the GPO needs a boot in the hole. Top of Grafton Street, by the gates of the Green, where it can be monitored 24/7.

But like your Millennium clock under O'Connell Bridge, this one won't last jaze time.
 
Watched a bit of some tourist's drone footage over Dublin city centre (southside) in and around the Dame Street/Stephen's Street area from last night (Friday 10th May) and the streets were teeming with people outside the bars and lounges drinking in the street. In the entire four minute video shot from just above a tall person's head height, I didn't see one dark skinned person. Not one. They were all white people, standing and sitting around, groups of dozens of girls and boys, chatting drinking and having a laugh.

It honestly reminded me of the early 1990's when the Dublin scene really began to explode as a result of the youth and culture of the times.

Yeah, one or two Asians - but hooded black guys in groups? None.

Hard-faced skangers? None.

Pretty girls? Loads.

Regular blokes? Loads.

Laughter, people-watching, people talking to each other rather than engrossed in the phone/device.

I found it rather heart-warming, it's some of the nicest reminders of my old Dublin, which I know doesn't exist any more.

But a guy can dream, eh.
 
I think that's a good idea and it should be implemented in Ireland. Time to send some TDs a few emails highlighting the Finnish example. But as usual they'll probably be too busy catering to the potholes crowd, or some other parish pump bullshit...this is Ireland after all.

If there's one positive from this it's that it incentivises people to clean up the environment. The less bottles and cans left in forests and dumped into rivers by scumbags the better.
 
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