The Great Replacement (Reprise)

[Mowl]

Remigration is the ticket Mowl

For whom?

You?

Or do you think if you blog hard enough that Jamal and Bashir are going to book themselves into the cheap seats with Ryanair?

They're part of the fabric by now, Jambo.

They've even taken the Rose Of Tralee, not to mention RTE scratching the Eurovision off the lotto ticket lest any of them get notions and enter a song.

I did no such thing, nor did the Irish people

Well, that's not true, now is it?

Your democratically elected government did everything they could to regulate Paddy and Fidelma's burgeoning (mostly borrowed) incomes by importing half of Africa and Asia into Ireland to do all those shitty jobs like serving food and drinks to knacker Irish people and those office/bus/train/toilet cleaning services and rent-a-body jobs neither Paddy nor Fionnula wanted their kids to be seen doing. And like I told you, that was at the turn of the century: so they're numbering into their third and fourth generations by now. Stuck like limpets on seaside rocks. Human superglue.

Your chances of getting them repatriated?

Pffffft.

Let's not embarrass you any further, shall we?

Just keep stirring things via your blogging: that'll soon sort 'em.

 

[AN4]

Fact.



It's all you have, thus far.



I could, but I won't: to understand why, please refer to my previous sentence.



Why would I do that?

And spoil all the fun?

Jimmy, you're a man on a mission. Either that or you're actually genuinely seriously looking for chat friends to chat with, and you know which one of those options is worse, right? In fact. let's face a few more facts here. Your whole schtick is way out of date. It's a tub of banana yogurt that fell down the back of the fridge in Lidl late last summer and has been lying there ever since, waiting to burst in an explosion of white goo and yellow lumps.

You post your telegrams like they're the very stones Moses nabbed up on Mount Sinai.
You have a thing for that twat who sells men's make-up on his youtube channel, and then have the nerve to ask me what I think of him.
You're as gay as male stripper at an M&M's factory at three o'clock in the Wednesday afternoon.

But anyway, have fun sorting Ireland's many Rose Of Tralee problems out as you can in the time you have - which is all of it.

If I was you, I'd get your bet on now..

I'll be watching from a safe distance, grateful that there's a bloke prime ministering Finland at the moment.

You like that sort of thing.

 

[Mowl]

But seriously, how come there's isn't a male Rose Of Tralee anyway?

I mean, thirty heads of prime culchie male, dressed in wellingtons, a manky football sock to cover the groin, side-parting hairdo in a comb-over mass of grease and lard, a pissy-yellow pair of even filthier y-fronts, and all of them named like Sean, Patrick, Sean, and Patrick. And Sean. And the Patrick twins.

You could even enter yourself - y'know, as a well-earned break from all your hard work blogging them Negros out of Ireland.

 

[AN4]

For whom?

Wypipo

You?

Or do you think if you blog hard enough that Jamal and Bashir are going to book themselves into the cheap seats with Ryanair?

They're part of the fabric by now, Jambo.

They've even taken the Rose Of Tralee, not to mention RTE scratching the Eurovision off the lotto ticket lest any of them get notions and enter a song.



Well, that's not true, now is it?

Your democratically elected government did everything they could to regulate Paddy and Fidelma's burgeoning (mostly borrowed) incomes by importing half of Africa and Asia into Ireland to do all those shitty jobs like serving food and drinks to knacker Irish people and those office/bus/train/toilet cleaning services and rent-a-body jobs neither Paddy nor Fionnula wanted their kids to be seen doing. And like I told you, that was at the turn of the century: so they're numbering into their third and fourth generations by now. Stuck like limpets on seaside rocks. Human superglue.

If you actually believe that democracy is a thing, let me inform you that democratically elected governments have been ignoring - and indeed going against - the wishes of the electorate (wypipo) regarding migration for many, many decades

Your chances of getting them repatriated?

Pffffft.

Let's not embarrass you any further, shall we?

Just keep stirring things via your blogging: that'll soon sort 'em.

 

[Mowl]

Wypipo

You need to stop coining black people-speak.

You're way too white.

If you actually believe that democracy is a thing, let me inform you that democratically elected governments have been ignoring - and indeed going against - the wishes of the electorate (wypipo) regarding migration for many, many decades

No?

Serial, like?

 

[AN4]

You need to stop coining black people-speak.

You're the only w*gger here

You're way too white.



No?

Serial, like?

If by serial you mean a repeated behaviour, sure

 

[Mowl]

You're the only w*gger here

Noel Gallagher and Miles Davis are sitting in a pub.

Gallagher says all jazz is crap.

Miles sips at his whiskey and gives him a sidelong glance: 'I've changed the course of music three times in my lifetime this far. What do you do, white-boy?'

Oh, says Gallagher, I'm a songwriter - I know a few chords and have a few songs about drugs, drink, sex, and life in Northern England.

'One hundred years from now, people will still know who I was and what I did. Drink your beer and go home, kid'.

If by serial you mean a repeated behaviour, sure

Cereal?

 

[AN4]

Noel Gallagher and Miles Davis are sitting in a pub.

Gallagher says all jazz is crap.

It's not just Noel, Liam knows it's crap as well -

Miles sips at his whiskey and gives him a sidelong glance: 'I've changed the course of music three times in my lifetime this far. What do you do, white-boy?'

Oh, says Gallagher, I'm a songwriter - I know a few chords and have a few songs about drugs, drink, sex, and life in Northern England.

'One hundred years from now, people will still know who I was and what I did. Drink your beer and go home, kid'.

lol Noel Gallagher is more famous (and cherished) than Miles Davis is now

2025 must've been a tough year for you ..

Cereal?