Seen this video on Arsefield's
Irish knacker shouts out like an Irish knacker.
Aengus isn't exactly the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree, now is he?
The knacker going after him checked him on the 'Ink-Gate' drama where Aengus nicked around €50,000 worth of printing ink from the Dail. That was when? Around 2010? Fifty grand? Poppycock. By comparison, Varadkar trousering his annual wage while Mick Martin's spent the last twelve months pretty much permanently ensconced in business class flights on airplanes flying around the world on his final lap (there's no 'victory lap' for FF) wasting even more of your money.
He's the second in command - but he's now running errands
for Fine Gael?
How'd you twats manage to find yourselves in that particular hole?
Anyway - Aengus looks like death these days. He's aged at five times the pace of any of the rest of ye. I'd say his blood pressure must be through the roof and his diet a fucking disaster of chip-shop battered sausages and onions. The other Ó Snodaigh brothers Rónán and Rossa front Kila, the very popular Irish traditional music group. With whom I've played many times. They speak Gaelic in the family home and represent Ireland very well on their jaunts around the planet every year. Unlike Ireland's political class, Kila pay their own way on flights all over the world. They make a good reputation for the other Irish out and about across the planet looking for lives. Because they sure as fuck can't find one on the poxy little island.
Aengus was previously very chatty with me via the BBBB and he set up all his extended family members to join the page to read Mowl's take on Ballyefermot, Dublin, and Irish life in general. He tried to induct me into the party but the Mowl is very clear on Irish party politics: you're ALL as bad as each other and even if I had the vote, I wouldn't vote Sinn fucking Fein. But I would advise conscientious people in Dublin 10 to strongly consider giving their vote to either Aengus or (back in the day) Serina Irvine of The Nationalist Party, another local who I was happy to help along in her campaign.
Contrary to that toothless culchie mutt Val Martin, I never sided with or spoke on behalf of Aengus Ó Snodaigh; I may have directed people to their (Sinn Fein) site for consideration but I never asked anyone to vote for any Sinn Fein member in good conscience: what I DID ask was for people to at least give them a leg-up that they might get one or two members into Leinster House and (a) open the books, and (b) fuck everything up (even by accident rather than design) so that the entire country could have a fresh start at rebuilding itself as a desirable place to live in. But it's not yet their time. It's coming, but while FF and FG collude with the Greens, you fools are stuck with a stuffed pig government: their mouths are so full they can't even speak coherently any more.
It isn't a question of which party would do best for the country.
It's an issue of trying to select a party who'll
do the least damage when handed the keys to the house.
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