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What's in a way more damning (for the site) is that the stupid cunt has as many Likes on his garbage posts
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.. albeit that's mostly Cunt-Connolly and the other spas like Mad as a Tiger
There seems to be a two-tier moderation system over there. Some posters are subject to OTT censorship, while others such as Wolf and Feeney are allowed run amok. I wouldn't be surprised if Swords has been deleting your posts as of late in retaliation for earlier comments concerning his modding. It's the same arseholes running things as on Pish and GPO...it could've been different only for the fact that Dan can't be bothered with putting his foot down or standing up for himself. And as always Feeney's sock puppets are allowed to go on the attack, with no repercussions whatsoever.
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free and clean / Aldo/ Vargo (GPO).
handbaggers of the world unite
And you, you nasty little geriatric shit, why did I even say that you were all right the other day, what was I thinking Your kumbaya routine aside, you're a nasty little retarded bigot, like the rest of them Die Soon Give The Gowl's family our condolences. Hey, look, you gave DS an erection...
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There's only so long I could put his "moderating" down to ineptitude, most of the posters (troublemakers) over there with any clout are religious nuts like he is
I told Dan plenty in a private thread, including where he can shove his site -
And that's it.
handbaggers of the world unite
And you, you nasty little geriatric shit, why did I even say that you were all right the other day, what was I thinking Your kumbaya routine aside, you're a nasty little retarded bigot, like the rest of them Die Soon Give The Gowl's family our condolences. Hey, look, you gave DS an erection...
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Your Mammy hasn't bought you a 5G phone yet? Business must be slow down in the docks these days.
It's hilarious to think Dec wanted it to be be a serious forum. What the fuck is he thinking?
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He has no interest in it being a serious forum, or a nationalist forum, any of that shite
It's a vanity project and as long as he has a few retarded stragglers straggling along, that'll do
It was originally intended as a forum for Bostonians to reminisce about the pub Dan used to work at.
People only began joining it when Pish closed down.
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The dregs
Human waste like Wolf should be fucked out on his ear, simple as that. He's been at the same shit since forever
And that would only be the beginning of the tidy up AFAIC.
Mad as a Tiger is also less than worthless. But sure, if Dan went too far there would hardly be anyone's posts left for Cunt-Connolly to (auto) Like
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Thanks David, it's great to be back
No new handle this time?
What's up?
You're feeling like you've had to reinvent yourself several times too often.
Or is reminding you of your dozen-plus previous handles that all failed considered to be in bad taste?
That twat's got nothing to say on any subject bar his occasional barking about something he heard on the radio/read in a red top that Ireland's found yet another new way to fuck him and his spawn over. Again. He's the most miserable, contemptible, nasty Irish bastard blogging anywhere at the moment. Boring. Dull. Stupid username. Laughable what a 'tough guy' he is.
'Hi, I'm Wolf. But me friends don't call me that. Me Mam used to but - when I was small. So I've reinvented meself. Because I'm hard, see. Fucking hard alright. So hard I stay in on Friday nights chatting with Crap/Connolly about the Mowl and his crazy exploits. See, I'm harder than Mowl - even if he is from Ballyer and knows how to spit in my eye and blind me before he batters the shite out of me without so much as ruffling his shirt'... .
Why Roundy puts up with him is a mystery to me.
But I doubt he'll put up with the slimy cunt much longer: Wolf never LIKES Roundy's ten second videos from the WalMart car park at dawn, or the wooden shack that was once home to some 'Founding Father' nobody gives a flying fuck about.
Never stopped you from dropping multiple LIKES all over your 'new pals' when you last departed the Isle and landed on the gay bar site.
For the first couple of weeks you were still talking to us via links over there all the while dropping LIKES on Declan's videos.
Some cheap hookers are cheaper than other cheap hookers, I guess.
Nah, he didn't really. At the beginning he was a one-man site. He had all these greasy photographs in a shoe-box under his bed and access to his wife's credit card details. He spent $1,390 to open a bare/skeletal site where he posted mobile phone/digital copies of photographs of ancient actual photographs from the box and started writing these dull eulogies about how great they all were.
It was a 'Person Of The Day' site - that was his original mission - ask anyone, they'll tell you the same. So anyway, he'd start in about some drunk who handed over his paycheck at the bar and got slowly sozzled before passing out face down on the bar. He'd tell how 'all' loved the drunken old sop and how 'all' had a wonderful time. Usually followed by some disconnected reference to all the dollars he made pulling pints for losers nobody cared about. It went on for weeks, I know I've a few screen-grabs somewhere, but it fucking priceless. Eventually some of the very people he was turning into his 'Person Of The Day' started to get in touch with Roundy telling him to pull their pictures the fuck down off the internet NOW or he's in for a Boston-style 'visit' from some rather large traveling people who made it into America because the Yanks don't know how much the 'real Irish' people hate them. To Americans, traveling people are as Irish as it gets. This fucks with most people's idea of what the Boston Irish scene is all about.
Take this, for example:
See, Roundy wants you to think that, even though he's fat and roundy, that when he pulls on a miner's jacket with the faux leather shoulder-squares, he too looks rather intimidating. He works very hard at trying to convince you that he's 'hard'. That when he comes to 'visit' your house, he thinks he's all Whitey Bolger and tough. In fact, he's a five-foot one inch tall roundy little ball of spoofs. See in that video how there's this one plastic Paddy singing the chorus with a peak cap and decent teeth? Then beside him there's this other little twat? That little cunt is a mirror image of Declan: looks about as tough as a playful kitten, can't sing the lyrics with any sense of conviction because he's clearly the runt of the group but also the one with the best four lines lyrical content and a borrowed jig/reel transmogrified into a Richie Kavanagh-esque rock and roll star.
A bit like Oasis and the Gallagher brothers: plastic, second rate, third generation ex-pat bollocks ripped off from The Beatles and T Rex.
Meanwhile, all of Declan's 'Person(s) Of The Day' regulars were screaming at him about their compromised images in what they thought was a private 'members' club pub they used to frequent except now they're mad as hell because not only did he scrounge their money out of them, but now here he is trying to fuck them over even more by subjecting them all to his childlike way of writing stories about 'all' and 'all's' money and 'all' being third rate alcoholic Irish losers trying to forget their pasts. And here's Declan reminding everyone all about them, their shady lives, and their filthy drinking habits.
So
Or this ugly slapper:
So as you can see, Declan's spoofs about the glamour of being a barman serving losers like these are as obvious as the day is long. I'm telling you this because (a) it's true, and (b) because it's so fucking sad. And (c) - I can't stop fucking laughing at the ugly slapper in shopping trolley. Roundy would rather you thought of these drunks as the flight of Irish genius taking their wings across the world to spread the good news about Ireland and the Irish. The simple truth is that back in the day, Declan (with his 'engineering degree from Sligo University') took an evening job serving pints in a stanking dive bar with a bad reputation in Quincy. These third class mongs were his regulars:
So with all the 'Person(s) Of The Day' images and stories about their drunken antics now deleted from his site, he had to find another way of putting his wife's investment of $1,390 on a shitty website to use. One by one he managed to get all the losers from all the Irish discussion boards booted out of elsewhere except now they were being treated like royalty by Roundy because they knew Helen McEntee's now hate speech rules were about to be enacted and they wanted to be sure they could still post shite because his site is based in America. Then they slowly began to cop on that even with the more liberal American rules on hate speech, that slagging each other all day wasn't really that much fun after all.
So now he had a few posters.
None of any quality though, mainly your one-liners and the GIF brigade.
Boring cunts.
Thick as planks.
Like Cunt/Connolly and his pathetic: Wait For it: ~ ~ Big Jokes ! ! !
Fuck me, but the quality of cunt available these days is rancid. If Cunty ! ~ ! here got run over by a bus and had his tiny brain squashed into the concrete, the pigeons would slurp up his grey matter in one fell swoop. As bovine as a pensioner on crack. A killer of written English. The kind of thick cunt Con Houlihan himself would've taken a baseball bat to. The sheer fucking inanity is jaw-dropping. Are there any dumber fuckers out there?
So all in all: the site began as 'Val's Virtual Farm' and lurched along for a year or so until even Val Martin got bored and left for the bright lights of YouTube. The Mandy Anderson showed up bearing gifts like how to build a site properly and even give it a banner and a new name. For his efforts, Roundy awarded him a mod position. The spotty little cunt leapt at it. By now the site was renamed 'Arsefield's Virtual Pub' and had Roundy and Mandy pissing around with it. The upcoming hate speech shadow began to grow even longer and after Pish finally died, the last of the dregs arrived onto Arsefield's. The utterly worst scum left. Scum so low it was beneath even the likes of Dengler, Tadhg, The Field Mouse, and many other scumbags. They all resigned from their daily online routines and habits and hastily disappeared, along with all of their content. Arsefield's just happened to be a tiny but open site where they could continue their shitshow transferred over from the graveyard of Pish and all its mutant Paddy headbangers.
Now it's nothing more than a laugh-in: flat earth theory, God is great, the universe began as a thought of 'the creator's', gravity doesn't exist, the firmament, the Truman Show, and loads of poems about the Mowl. Yeah, you read that right: there are dozens and dozens of poems about me. Why they do this is a mystery to me as much as it is to you, but they do it with absolute conviction and when they publish their poems, they all award each other multiple LIKES in order to best demonstrate why they too find me a little too off-putting.
Poems?
As weapons?
About me?
The Mowl?
How Irish is that?
'There was a once brilliant man called The Mowl.
After sauna he dried with a towel.
So handsome and slim, he left Ireland-grim,
And now he's shacked up in the happiest country in the world.'
When an Irish person gets mad, they turn to poetry?
Val decided to write a song once. He said he was doing it so that later he could say to any musician he met that, yes - he was a songwriter, but only as a 'sideline gig' because he was far too busy shoveling shite the rest of the time. His song was about scratch cards. The lotto. During covid. For the video presentation, he sat in the parlour with a guitar on his lap. He's right-handed. The guitar was right-handed. Except he sat it on his lap in a left-handed position with the strings in reverse and never once used it during the 'performance'. The finished video featured only Val in his parlour in the picture, his son who was standing beside him out of frame was trying to keep Val's 'singing' and 'lyrics' in rhythm with the guitar HE was playing in accompaniment, occasion you see the neck of his guitar butting Val in the shoulder trying to keep him in time and on the rhythm. Which obviously means that the missing character here is the person who held the actual camera that was filming all this.
Maybe the wife.
Maybe Blue Mickey.
But Val was happy enough with the results - even if it made him look like the dumbest fucking cunt ever thinking he was being smart or funny or something. In short, the end result is just too far beyond sad to see. A toothless, talentless, shite-shoveling bogshite from Cavan who thinks Richie Kavanagh is the world's greatest ever song writer.
He also does a 'Val's Pictorial Weekly' video occasionally. For this one he uses one laptop to film him holding another laptop playing the theme tune of 'Hall's Pictorial Weekly' from the 1970's while he waves a Bic marker around like an orchestral conductor and an occasional blurt into a filthy little harmonica which is in tune with the music being played, yet he can't seem to figure out when to blow and when to suck. At the end, he plays the theme tune and sings along with it in his inimitable: 'dooty-dooty-dooty-doo, dooty-deety-doo-da, dooty-pooty-loop-do, rah-rah-la-la-la-la, diddly-eye-howareya..'
Still waving the Bic marker in the air - like a spa.
See?
Tod you.
They're not people.
They're Irish idiots.
That's what I said all along while you were pointing your snotty finger at me from the safety of the skirts of Declan's you used to hide behind. I bet you're dumb enough to allow your ego tell you that the Isle needed you back. As far as I'm concerned, you're still the same cunt you ever were. And ever will be. Jambo, why do you bother? Nobody anywhere is interested anymore. You're a spent cheque. Your best days are long since behind you.
You referred to dregs, so I'm just putting it out there.
And you haven't?
He might be a cunt and an asshole, but you're an even bigger cunt than he is: you ought to know better than to allow little men far beneath your intelligence level to get you all wound up like he did. Now THAT was embarrassing, no? You let that stupid prick play with your emotions and reduce you to screaming at the walls. Face it: he did a number on you that even I might appreciate, even if the filthy scumbag disgusts me even more than you - who danced with him for how long was it now? Two years? See? That's why you're still a sad bastard: you think your moves are like those of the dilettante when in fact they're really just creepy-crawly little two-step dances which require you to fluff up your skirts and wiggle your legs like you're onstage at The Moulin Rouge showing off your frilly knickers. He took you for a ride and when he was done with you, spat you out like salt in your tea.
He got you, Jambo, and he got you good: we ALL saw it happen, so don't try to distract from the fact that you're here today with your mangy tail between your shit-caked legs, you little mongrel pup. Your IQ/chess bullshit doesn't work on me, nor David. You have few friends left, Jambo. If I were you I'd take a break. Maybe travel a bit. Have a few kids. Settle down and buy an electric car that runs on the same batteries you do.
Nobody fucking CARES what you think needs happen.
Spend the money - buy a license for a site and see how many people line up to join.
I fucking DARE you.
Face it: when I called you Jambo-no-mates, you got really fucking angry, remember that? Look at you now though? You have nobody. Even that nasty old bitch you hung with - the Shitstick, has given up the ghost and joined the inane comments crowd on The Journal rather than guide you around and protect your soft baby skin.
Then build a site and ban her.
How many times yesterday did you write posts containing just one word: 'pedo'?
See?
And you think you're squeaky clean?
Jambo - get real.
This ain't the gay bar.
Remember your station.
Tread carefully.
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I'm thinking this cringey arse scene from Sons of Anarchy was written by a Bostonian. This is when they visit Oireland to explore their Oirish roots. Oh yeah - and they support the 'Ra as well. There's also nothing they love more than a good bar brawl after one too many drinks. Plastic Paddies are an embarrassment to this country.
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Yeah, usually the asses of her black communities.
Like Declan Kelly you mean?
Lookit: the poor fat fool hasn't a fucking dime to his name, he's a bum - a loser, and a terrible liar. Terrible in the sense that his lies are several times the size he is himself. The pursuit of the American dream to him is driving Route 66 all the way from Boston to the Pacific stopping only for gas and cheeseburgers.
Nah, we just hate America.
Full stop.
Ever visited the New York subway? No? Yes?
How about the Moscow metro? Yes? No?
Compare them and come back to me.
America, like Declan Kelly - is a spoofer. She has her people thinking they've got it made when in fact the Russians are living a better overall quality of life. America thinks that her run-down cities like Detroit are great places to cultivate the Blues as an American music art-form. It was the same with the Delta blues that spawned John Lee Hooker, Robert Johnson, and other greats like Bo Diddley. They all thought they were living the dream when in fact The Dream is a lie.
Those fuckers sang the blues because their life was coloured blue - and black - or black and blue if you prefer: the true colours of the American flag.
You have no prosperity in anything bar making enemies of the Middle Eastern oil-rich countries so they could bomb them into dust and grab all the oil before having to do the same again ten years later in the country next door to the last one they invaded and murdered the natives so they could keep their gas-guzzling vans and trucks on the road spilling out lead filth from the exhaust pipes.
America's greatest cultural art-form is the cheeseburger.
Like architects, fat loser Americans can build their cheeseburgers to great heights.
Nah - like I said already: we only hate YOU.
American trash, visiting Europe for the bit of ancient history - something white America severely lacks in.
We do: we also notice how fat you all are.
Conclusion?
The Pursuit Of The American Cheeseburger.
Take the second option, you'll be doing the world a favour.
Believe me.
America is a shithole, bar for the wealthy 1%...who can afford to visit and live in Europe anyway. The average American worker has next to zero rights, and can be bankrupted by breaking an arm. There was an article a few years ago where a woman begged people not to call an ambulance as she couldn't afford the €3000 to be driven to the hospital.
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This is Dan's Libertarian utopia. Yet were Dan to break an arm or have a stroke tomorrow - then having to sell his house in Dedham to pay the medical bills wouldn't be out of the question. His few silver coins wouldn't do him much good if he became homeless, wandering the streets of Downtown Boston. And that's another peculiar thing about America, aka. wooden shacks that cost near to a million dollars...when you can get beautiful and historical properties made of solid stone throughout Europe for under 100k. If you break an arm you don't have to worry about having to sell off your home etc.
Woman begging people not to call ambulance gains national attention
A Massachusetts woman is drawing attention for begging people not to call an ambulance for fear of high hospital costs after she was injured in a subway accident.Video of the woman from the Massach…
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This is Dan's Libertarian utopia. Yet were Dan to break an arm or have a stroke tomorrow - then having to sell his house in Dedham to pay the medical bills wouldn't be out of the question. His few silver coins wouldn't do him much good if he became homeless, wandering the streets of Downtown Boston. And that's another peculiar thing about America, aka. wooden shacks that cost near to a million dollars...when you can get beautiful and historical properties made of solid stone throughout Europe for under 100k. If you break an arm you don't have to worry about having to sell off your home etc.
Dan prefers SUVs, the vehicle of choice for suburban American soccer moms.
More bullshitting about silver.
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More bullshitting about silver.
Gold at $25000. Silver at $600.
some years ago i went to the geological office in beggars bush and bought copies of all the gold maps in Ireland. Are there any gold mines in your hinterland of Castlecomer Sir?
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Dan bought the Ignore thread add-on.More bullshitting about silver.
Gold at $25000. Silver at $600.
some years ago i went to the geological office in beggars bush and bought copies of all the gold maps in Ireland. Are there any gold mines in your hinterland of Castlecomer Sir?
It's an amazing feature
Dan/Zippy are also banning me at a rate of about 1-2 threads per day (or is that per hour?
), and my Ignored threads bin is pretty full otherwise. I hardly see anything on the site anymore.
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lol
I sent a PM on Arsefield's about Dan banning me from every thread I post in and 2 minutes later...
Just so y'all know. Your PMs aren't private
I sent a PM on Arsefield's about Dan banning me from every thread I post in and 2 minutes later...
Just so y'all know. Your PMs aren't private
Mowl
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Dan bought the Ignore thread add-on.
It's an amazing feature
So after a year of making enemies over on the gay bar site - have you any conclusions to share with us?
I mean, it's looking like your three and a half thousand posts will all be dumped along with you.
How does THAT feel?
Dan/Zippy are also banning me at a rate of about 1-2 threads per day (or is that per hour?
Your fascination with other/older men never ceases to fascinate me, Jambo.
Any notion of what dates you'll be coming out on?
That's because the walls of shite it's built from are taller than the content inside.
You ought to know better: they made a complete fool of you - and you helped them.
Well done.
Heh.
Nobody cares, Jambo.
Nothing of yours is private: you're the single most exposed fucker on any of these sites.
Your addiction to these boards isn't going to turn out well for you before you reach the end,
Your problem is that you think people ought not just to know what you think, but to think and act like you do.
Guess what, sucker? One Jambo is more than enough for this world.
Really?
What a shame.
I'm really going to miss him writing poems about me.
Besides, the only light Declan sees is his pocket-sized mag-light used for picking up left-over cheeseburger chunks off the floor of the van at night.
That and trying to find his willy when taking a slash.