Ara be whist, ye lot.

I know I'm Irish, ye don' hafta feel so bleedin' obligated to point it out.

We leave ye alone and ye do us the same favour, aye? No need to eat the head off o' me folk if we're the ones doin' yer dirty work in the streets. Bloody ungrateful amadáns.I ain't no scrubber, either, so ye'll do well to keep yer hands off unless ye ( Read more... )