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Lahvlann: Up the reek without a coddle - 26/07 two 18 so to speak

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Dan Jaman

Greasy Tool wrote: »

I'd rather starve than eat Tesco beans and sausages , lol , Retch !!!

A complete meal in a tin. Lovely.

Beechwoodspark

Dan Jaman wrote: »

No security inside.
There will be a load of stuff going missing tonight.

National alert for certain travelling salesmen to converge on the site now

Uncharted

He will need all the lights he can gather up to catch the knackers robbing rings around them down there tonight.....

Greasy Tool

sligojoek wrote: »

Jesus, a bit of wind and you'd think it was a national disaster.

It will be by the time Joe signs off !

BPKS

I feel a Foiver Fer-i-day on the way for these stricken traders

Uncharted

Joe can't fathom the notion of people travelling around "working" to make money.

He can barely contain his bewilderment....

dvcireland

The Time The Ploughing got Blown Out of It.

A new musical by Paul Howard.

"...tragic..." Joesph Duffy, Author / Social Commentator.

sligojoek

Has he said "Tullamoray" yet?

Uncharted

Getting blown in the toilets....

Oooh Matron!

Greasy Tool

Holy windborne ****boxes Batman !!

thecretinhop

exploding vacations last week
exploding toilets this week

zell12

Joe: "Wooooow"

Joe: "woow"

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Ah Ian, you're in Fivealley heading home to Nenagh, relax.

You'd push the car that distance

sligojoek

Sheet of galvanise blown off in the wind.

Joe: WOW

ButtersSuki

zell12 wrote: »

Joe: "Wooooow"

Joe: "woow"

Wat's de wow count now? Has he broken the 100 barrier yet?

Dan Jaman

Jeez, I recall the Ploughing when it was held in a field or two on a farm near Piltown.
A traffic jam then would have been two carts and a crapping dog.
Who'd have thought it would be some size like now.