The Irish sentence

Dave · Post by **Dave** » Sun Nov 15, 2020 1:47 am

Thought I would join in this great cultural adventure:

Shift your fecking arse,
I can't be arsed to fecking do it for ya'.

Post by **Colm Roe** » Sun Nov 15, 2020 5:17 am

Post by **Tom** » Sun Nov 15, 2020 1:40 pm

These offerings to The Irish Sentence pyre come compliments of Marcel [LeCram06] in who's stead and with who's proxy I do this post make.

Fecking ijiot,
use the mullen to wipe your sorry arse
and save your good fecking Sunday sock.

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Get yourself to the Pub,
you feckin arse,
and order a pint of Guinness
before darts.

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It makes me smile
to know that Holy Mother Church
can't stand
your feckin arse anymore.

Post by **indar** » Sun Nov 15, 2020 1:47 pm

...and then you guys wonder what happened to all the women

Post by **Tracy Mitchell** » Sun Nov 15, 2020 5:38 pm

Post by **Colm Roe** » Sun Nov 15, 2020 7:24 pm

Eejit I believe is the correct spelling Marcel

I thank you for your most excellent sentences.
Linda

What happened to all the women? Were they not at home,
waiting patiently for their men to come home (pissed) from the pub

I'm sure we had this conversation before, about the power and relative equality women had
in ancient Ireland.
https://oldmooresalmanac.com/irish-trad ... s-of-olde/ Please read to the end.
I remember reading (I know paper doesn't refuse ink) that a woman could divorce her husband
if he didn't/couldn't 'perform' in bed.
Our neighbours' invasion put an end to what appears to have
been a rather nice set of rules to live by. And it took us over 400 years to re-introduce divorce!

Dansinger · Post by **Dansinger** » Mon Nov 16, 2020 1:49 am

I'm enjoying this thread so much! Allow me to make a small contribution.

she thought the sun
shone out of my fecking arse
but I only
farted

Post by **Colm Roe** » Mon Nov 16, 2020 3:16 am

Love it Dan

Post by **indar** » Mon Nov 16, 2020 8:20 am

Our modern laws are now a giant law stew based on a recipe of legal ingredients from European, local Irish and British extraction. It has also been spiced up with some canon law too,

from your link to Irish law

See Colm, this is what I mean: when the guys all got into their sh*ts and giggles stuff, women used to leave for the kitchen to trade recipes. Apply this to TTB.

Post by **Tracy Mitchell** » Tue Nov 17, 2020 5:35 pm

Liver - without the arse feckin' onions
- like consuming a potato
before it reaches a mature, liquid state

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