Signs you are dealing with a 'Rooter'

kerryjack wrote: »

Ya remember it well I was a heavy set young lad and my job was sitting on the bonnet of the 35 holding on to the 2 lamps for fear life.

My sister did similar, sitting on the weight tray for fun, got thrown off when they hit a furrow in the field. Front and back wheel rolled over her chest. She was 14, my brother 16. She suffered a collapsed lung, I remember the 24 hour tense waiting time to know if she would survive. She lived to tell the tale.

kerryjack wrote: »

Jesus she was lucky, did she make a full recovery.

She did with just a small scar. If my brother had been quicker to react and applied the brakes she would have been mangled under the back wheel.

Think we all have memories of terrible things we witnessed on the farm when we were young. I remember my mother wading through a quarry we had with a stick looking for my brother who went missing. He had fallen asleep in a field. Never so happy to see him. He was 3 and you'd need eyes in the back of your head to watch him

kerryjack wrote: »

They also knocked down some lovely old buildings, a lovely old cottage here striped and turned in to a calf house and a bad calf house at that.

They're still being knocked to this day.
People generally in this country don't like old and esp small and old houses.

Quazzie wrote: »

There's a story of a guy I know had a dog that was tied up near the gate of a yard to stop people entering. In 1 day the dog bit, and burst 7 tyres. Sick of paying for new tyres, the guy took a grinder to the dogs teeth, and there were no more burst tyres after that.

Thats horrendous. Some horrible people out there

Quazzie wrote: »

Same guy used to buy dead calves from local farmers, and cut them up himself using a hacksaw to feed the dogs.

Jaysus

Quazzie wrote: »

There's a story of a guy I know had a dog that was tied up near the gate of a yard to stop people entering. In 1 day the dog bit, and burst 7 tyres. Sick of paying for new tyres, the guy took a grinder to the dogs teeth, and there were no more burst tyres after that.

Used to work on An Post vans nearly 20 year ago... It was a full time job replacing wings, bumpers and tyres from dog damage.

Fella near me used to have a massive Alsation around the workshop yard at night, during the day he'd be locked into a run. If he was out you wouldn't be too quick to get out of the car.

Said workshop was robbed one night, few days later the workshop owner was showing me the damage where they broke in.... No sign of the dog either so i asked... "Did they kill the dog too?" He replied... "No but the useless ****er did nothing... He had to go."

Me in my innocence just thought he had given the dog away.... Dog got a bullet for punishment....

Quazzie wrote: »

Same guy used to buy dead calves from local farmers, and cut them up himself using a hacksaw to feed the dogs.

Christ.

Any bodies buried by him?

whisky_galore wrote: »

They're still being knocked to this day.
People generally in this country don't like old and esp small and old houses.

Yeah -don't really get that mentality. Give me a cosy traditional cottage any day over some of the monuments to peoples egos you see being thrown up all over rural Ireland these days:rolleyes:

mfceiling wrote: »

..............When the wife died my dad's friend went to the house. He brought him down to see her in the coffin in the "good" room. Dad's mate gives it the usual "sorry for your troubles Willy, she was a great woman".

Silence.

"By jaysus she could rear calves" he says!!

Thats hilarious.

Stihl waters wrote: »

I did a job for a lad a while back, it was my second job there in about 2 years, the previous time I was down with him he had a lovely Springer pup and he used jump in the cab with me and all, a right dotey little pup, the last time I was below i asked about the dog "ah that cnut wouldn't catch a cold, I gave him the lead injection he wasn't worth feeding" I called him a hungry miserable cnut which he didn't take too kindly too but life is too short to be entertaining them sort of animals, I hope he dies roaring after it, hes an all round rooter as well and still in his early 30s

I know a few like that round here, in early 30s and bitter and twisted already, i know one lad who used to take the piss out of me going to college and always jibing. would never try to educate himself on anything always knows everything about everything and nearly everyone is a cnut.

Last i heard he was chawing the ear off someone about price of having 2 kids etc etc. toxic

-Has 2 to 6 dogs chained up. Rarely ever see the light of day. Fed sparingly on scraps. Miserable. Buttttt he’s on the lookout for a “well bred” pup.

The cycle continues

completly missing a wheel from the trailer

I know of this guy who would be messy enough with drink in. Barred from pubs, the whole lot. A fella was telling me he was in his house one day and he opened the press where he kept the dog food. All different gourmet stuff. He said he kept a few different types as his dogs liked different stuff.

patsy_mccabe wrote: »

I know of this guy who would be messy enough with drink in. Barred from pubs, the whole lot. A fella was telling me he was in his house one day and he opened the press where he kept the dog food. All different gourmet stuff. He said he kept a few different types as his dogs liked different stuff.

One of the lads was saying he was drinking tea with his uncle one day who is an absolute rooter and he was after getting a new pup recently. While drinking the tea he copped him putting dog biscuits into his mourh a few times and gave it to the new pup theb, he thought he was imagining it but he called the uncle out on it and the uncle replied "ah sure he cant handle the hard stuff and i feel sorry for the poor b@stard so i soften it up a bit for him to help him out a bit".

Had a long drive to site yesterday with a dub and he was saying how such a fella is an old bachelor stink with money and neither chick nor child and an awful hungry begrudging fella. I said to him i can see it myself with lads my own age turning the same way he didnt believe it until i told him some of the stories about a few lads i used to knock arounx with. One evening last summer we were having a few drinks in a house (permitted at the time) 8 o clock was the time to be there which is late in my opinion but anyway it comes to 850pm and this fella rings and asks does he need to have a shower before landing on or what way ks it there. Another fella said to me one day "sure yed know the way yed be in the summer flat out and wouldnt shower for five days in a row like?"