Mowl
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You'll find that it's you who is in fact the dunce in the corner with the pointy paper hat.
Your dead Ma's pussy?
Lick it clean.
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You'll find that it's you who is in fact the dunce in the corner with the pointy paper hat.
Your dead Ma's pussy?
Lick it clean.
It's a slow day for news reporting it seems.
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Mowl
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Varadkar throws in the towel.
Sinn Fein smell blood.
Fine Gael in disarray.
Fianna Fail don't know where to look.
The Greens still have that dopey loser for a leader.
The National Debt.
683 on trolleys.
Irish Nationalists still abiding with their elders being robbed and beaten.
Scabies.
Rats.
Lunatics with long knives.
Finland wins the coveted 'Happiest Nation In The World' trophy for the seventh year in a row.
Yeah.
Electricity
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HIV/AIDS is a treatable disease Mowl
Yeah, the Irish Nation's, same as the rest of them
No thanks to you
I wonder what Dublin would be like today were it still a Scandinavian outpost?
Mowl
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I'll take your word for that so, jambo - you'd know better than I do what it's like being shafted by a massive prick.
The rest of whom exactly?
The EU body?
Hardly - we're so happy up here in Finland we're getting dizzy from scaling the heights of international excellence.
You'll note that since Mowl moved to Finland in 1998, the Finnish nation has been on a consistent upward trend for quality of life and general well-being. The word happiness doesn't really cover it for me, because when I first landed here, these people were painfully shy, introverted, and genuinely amazed that an Irish man would even consider making a move up into the Arctic Circle.
Since then things have really opened up. All the values I brought with me (and still live by) are now the norm for all Finns. Especially the youth. We're open and confident, we know what we have and we want to protect it. We may have a very angry and violent neighbour on the eastern front, but we also know how to play ball with Putin. He too knows there's little point in starting a barney with us now that NATO are our pals.
Give it another two to three years and you too will be assimilated by the treaty.
You haven't too many other choices.
So contrary to your statement:.
It's all very much thanks to me - me and my kind.
Finland learned so much from her inward migrants over the years. They studied us: how we lived, how we worked, what we bought, how we interacted, how quickly we made successes of our opportunities, how we raised our families. Previously, the grumpy Finn stereotype was accurate: these days? Not so much. The future is very bright for Finnish people and our passport is an excellent lubricant for gaining entry to any other nation we might decide to move to.
I've already made my move: I got off that shitty little rock a long time ago. I tried Paris, had my fun, made my money, but didn't enjoy the pace of things. Then Amsterdam, where I had a ball. Work was the last thing on my mind during those two long hot summers, so I got out before I sunk completely under the joy of a reckless and stress-free life. Copenhagen was a short stay by comparison but their winters are even worse than yours for the humidity. Far too damp and shivery for my bones.
Helsinki, but?
Ah, yes: the town I love so well.
And which loves me too.
Gas, innit?
We'd use it as a storage depot for our national savings.
Tax free, bent, cloak and dagger, shady, corrupt, and very, very profitable for we outsiders.
And I am an outsider Irishman - have been for as long as I can remember, even while living there.
if I could have called it a life, eh.
Electricity
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The politicians, Mowl
You're really just a subversive, every anti-white who lives in a white country is a subversive, really
Mowl
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Oh, right.
Those guys.
Your idiot bosses.
Well observed again, Seamus: you're on a roll today, aren't you?
But I'm still not a complete 'anti-white' on the terms you suggest: I like Finnish people, and they're even whiter than you are.
Fancy that?
Electricity
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I know, it's really quite fucking disgusting.
You happily reap the rewards of a (homogeneous) society created by white people (mostly men) yet you would do everything to undermine it, for example how you would vote, demonise nationalists etc.
Mowl
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Altering my post still doesn't make me any less happy, Shay.
I mean, right now I'm so happy I could just shit all over you.
It's Thursday, the quietest night of the week across Finland.
But you can still feel the happiness everywhere, you know?
Apart from Sanna Marin, Minna Canth (it was her name day yesterday - all flags at full mast) and the ladies of Lotta Svard, you mean?
There are more females in politics in Finland than there are males, Jimmy - you DO know that, right?
I mean, you're seriously going to try to shoot from the hip on that one, are you?
How so?
By sharing in the joy of being in the world's happiest country?
I didn't vote for Perussuomalaiset, but at the same time I'm not entirely against their principles of putting Finns and Finland first. As I mentioned recently, their impact on the national broadcaster is stark and obvious: there are few imported shows in English being screened. They're pushing Finnish culture into the centre of the stage. The language, the way of life, the natural introspective nature of the people, the connection to nature and the wilds, the work ethic, the sharing of wealth, the people always being put first, and corruption of any kind hounded out at speed with rage.
Nationalism of your type - the type that turns a blind eye to your pensioners being shafted by your national alcoholics is one thing in particular that disgusts me about you lot: your nationalism is as fake as your riches made on the world's poker tournaments. You stand with men who allow their brood to rob the elderly in their beds - what's THAT about?
Justify for me just once your acceptance of brutalizing the elderly?
Then tell me how it fits the bill of your particular strain of 'ethno' nationalism?
You and Saul are close, you're both A Team members, you frolic about together in public, and you never ever even so much as asked him why he allows his alcoholic son rob from the very people who built Ireland for you.
So no - your brand of nationalism isn't for me, Shay.
It stinks of wee-wee and poop.
You know?
Electricity
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"Nationalism of my type" would be keeping Finland Finnish or at the absolute least, white.
That's my nationalism in a nutshell, you dumb, anti-white subversive fuck
Mowl
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The type that allows for raggedy-arsed knackers like Saul and his family to rob their elderly neighbours, right?
Too late for that, Jimmy - we've got loads of Finnish-speaking Islamic people here: they even have a little mosque down in Kallio, sandwiched in between an old alcoholic's bar and a modern music bar. They used to hang their flags and other shit outside their door but the items kept disappearing. Since then they've completely covered the front of the shop/mosque with plastic so you can't see in or out.
Their female kids wear head-dresses, burkas, that sort of toweling stuff, but sure that's their own choice - for now. We're seeing increasing numbers of post-Islamic hardliners foster kids that want nothing to do with Islam. Like my current partner on our housing committee: the tenants are happy that neither of us are Finns, but we still liaise with the council on housing issues (including them leaving a broken master thermostat which controls our radiators from early November through to lat January being set on maximum high so that we were all sweating and opening the windows to sleep when it was minus twenty-three outside.
Yazin, originally from Damascus, now a free-thinking young Father with three lovely kids all of school going age, he bought himself a Triumph motorbike which he's been working on for months by now to take the wife across Finland next summer. I set him up with a mate who was selling a vintage biker's leather jacket with some hand-sewn lettering on the back of it with the Triumph motorbike logo on. He's as happy as shit.
I think it would very easily fit into a peanut shell, Jimmy.
You could write it down on a small piece of paper:
'Urrland furever - fuck everyone else - rob the oldies - grushee!'
And yet here I am: smarter than thou.
Happier than thee.
In a far better place than you'll ever be.
See, my anti-whiteness starts and ends with you, dear Jambo.
My attitude to the 'replacement' factor also starts and ends with you: you could be replaced by an empty corn flakes box.
Face it - you've fuck all left to fight for, have you?
Anyway - you were busy getting angry while I'm busy trying to see where I'm going what with all this happiness all around me.
It's as thick in the air as the smoke from a good old-fashioned pallet-burning session somewhere off the Falls Road.
Electricity
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You're not smarter than me (hardly anyone is), you're a dumbass babbling about some great Abdul in Finland who you know (or think you do)
Mowl
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Am too.
Yeah - I fixed that for you, Jimmy.
Nah, I was more trying to impress on you the general happiness I'm feeling today.
The lady on the weather update earlier was saying we'll have strong gales of happiness sweeping down from the Arctic Circle, bringing joy and laughter in abundance over the next few weeks and up into the run-up to Vappu - the annual three-day binge we have every May 1st. It's the first big party of the season and a season that sees the entire nation out on the streets dancing and singing, drinking and taking very hot saunas, midnight sun type fun, then in the middle of the summer, the city basically empties of any Finns - we all head up north into the wilds to fend for ourselves and practically living in the sauna and lakes for two stright months of sheer joy and frolicking behaviour.
One thing they never said to me when I applied for my passport was the sheer weight of happiness I was expected to carry.
I knew it would be a lot, but not seven fucking years non-stop happiness, you know?
One gets to the point where one has to go looking for sadness and losership in order to truly quantify the happiness we're expected to live with.
I tease you, and you never fail to dance for me when I call the tune.
So yeah: I'm taking bets on who'll be the happiest this time next year: me or you sad bastards.
And it ain't looking good for you, kid.
Ain't looking good at all at all.
Electricity
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Why would you bring the debate down to some Mohamad you know, who's like, sowund.
You're a basic bitch dumbass, drunk on individualism. You could be roc, except he spends all of his day online (on Gaychat) defending his tribe
You're a basic bitch dumbass, drunk on individualism. You could be roc, except he spends all of his day online (on Gaychat) defending his tribe
Mowl
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To remind you that you're an Irish moron who thinks he knows what's going on, but can't even spell the word 'happiness' to save his life.
Individualism - heh!
Jambo's been borrowing phrases from his girlfriend Keith Woods - again.
'I could be wrong - I could be right.
I could be black I could be white.
They put a hot wire to my head,
'Cos of the things I did and said.
And made these feelings go away,
A model citizen in every way.'
Here's a song for you, Jambo:
Electricity
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Jog on, retard
Mowl
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Jambo - that's not nice, now is it?
Look, if you play nice and admit to me publicly that it's making you grind your teeth in silent rage that Finland's won the happiness prize yet again, then I'll lay off with the happiness and get down to some moody misery with you. Deal? I'll even try to change the record and set the mood that suits yours best.
Here, this is kind of miserable, but angry too:
Any happier now?
No?
Ahh, sure...
Electricity
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I would not be unhappy if you're happy
Remember, me and Myles were the only people who wished you well when you had your recent stroke (Wolf wanted you dead, yet you're strangely a hero of his).
Remember, me and Myles were the only people who wished you well when you had your recent stroke (Wolf wanted you dead, yet you're strangely a hero of his).
Mowl
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The one doesn't rule out the other, Shay.
Take Finland, for example? Rather than it just being me who's extremely happy, instead it's a whole nation of us, and that nation even includes my fellow counselor Yazin, the lad with the old Triumph motorbike he's working on. He says he does it because it makes him happy. Who am I to argue with?
I mean, if it's the case that an ex-Islamic chappy from warmer climes than these is as happy as he is up here in the world's happiest country, and you find yourself as miserable as you can be on the world's wettest island, then you know that something's amiss, right?
Isn't he supposed to be frightened and unwilling to integrate?
Isn't he supposed to keep his kids close and crack the whip lest they stray?
And aren't you supposed to be living in a first world country while he came from a tiny village in some poverty and water-less stricken desert?
Yazin seems very happy to me, all told. He's a regular at the lenkkisauna sessions and knows all the correct etiquette. Speaks fluent Finnish but with an accent that makes me smile. His kids are very respectful and they always greet their neighbours with a smile and a bright hello. At last year's Christmas party on the beach they all came down with their faces painted and did some dances beside the burning Joulupukki.
The Joulupukki is a goat shaped straw totem. We set the goat alight at the water's edge to welcome the winds of the Joulu season. Also at last year's event we had a heavy metal band in full heavy metal costumes (leather, spikes, studs, long hair, cowboy boots, etc) except they used kid's versions of their actual instruments: the drummer played a kiddie kit with SpongeBob on his bass drum front, the guitarist used a tiny Marshall amp like mine and even kicked it off the stage once. Same with the bass player: two tiny Marshall amps for his rig. The singer wore only leather underpants and kept jumping into the ice-hole and swimming in circles when the guitarist stepped up to do his thing.
Everyone laughed: hah-ha, ha, ha...
We all had grilled hot dogs and kept our beers cold in the snow. The fireworks ended a wonderful night for the kids and we all went home happy.
Very happy, actually.
Next morning?
Still happy.
Mad stuff.
Err, that's okay - if it makes you, er.. ... happy?
Well, it was a fun game at the time, eh.
It made me happy enough - and I know my happiness, Bro.
I'm a hero of many, Jimmy.
A working class hero too, 'magine tha'?
Besides, that Woofie's some sad cunt: imagine being that angry all the time when instead he could be happy like me?
Maybe he should take a loan from the credit union and come up to sample some Finnish happiness?
Do you reckon the unemployable loser has the dosh for it?
Or the balls?
Nah, me neither.