so wot bout ye then, this sobriety lark aint all its cracked up to be, mean its still raining,still the same old bullshit daily, mental fuckwits runnin the lenght and breaadth of ireland wit guns shootin any old sod with impunity, courts kakk-in themselves in case some one makes them accountable, every corner stat oil, spar shop is surronded by stoners, ye know the only feckin time i think bouts usin a screwdriver it normally involves changing a plug or summit, when a bus turns over in the middle of nowhere, with nuthin comin in the opposite direction, on a straight road, how many interpretations can there be. i mean wtf, get a grips folks, lets go lynch some bugger:)

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