An oldie but a goodie

!incels !germs Was blastet ihr denn in euren Dönerkutschen wenn ihr Nachfahrten tätigt?

In the sweet country limrick, one cold winter's night

All the turf fires were burning, when I first saw the light

And a drunken old midwife, went tipsy with joy

As she danced round the floor with her slip of a boy;

Singing báinne na mbó is an ghamhna

And the juice of the barley for me

–

Well when I was a gossoon of eight years old or sooooo

With me turf, and me primer, to school I did go

To a dirty old schoolhouse, without any door

Where lay the school master blind drunk on the floor;

Singing báinne na mbó is an ghamhna

And the juice of the barley for me

–

At the learning I wasn't such a genius, I'm thinkin

But I soon beat the master entirely at drinking

Not a wake or a wedding, for five miles around

But myself in the corner was sure to be found;

Singing báinne na mbó is an ghamhna

And the juice of the barley for me

–

One Sunday the priest read me out from the altar

Saying you'll end up your days with your neck in a halter

And you'll dance a fine jig, between heaven and heck

And his words they did fright me the truth for to tell;

Singing báinne na mbó is an ghamhna

And the juice of the barley for me

–

So the very next morning, as the dawn it did break

I went down to the vestry, the pledge for to take

And there in that room, sat the priests in a bunch

Round a big roaring fire drinkin tumblers of punch;

Singing báinne na mbó is an ghamhna

And the juice of the barley for me

–

Well from that day to this, I have wandered alone

I'm a jack of all trades, and a master of none

With the sky for me roof, and the earth for me floor

And I'll dance out my days frinking whiskey galore;

Singing báinne na mbó is an ghamhna

And the juice of the barley for me

–

Thought about posting this to /h/chudrama.

Disgusting!

jeg kommer for å ta pulsen din

!BIPOCs

Trump for prison

No drama, just didn't see that coming

The statement requested that the public keep the Redding family in their thoughts and prayers during this difficult time. It read, “It is with heavy hearts that the family of Otis Redding III confirms that he lost his battle with cancer last evening at Atrium Health Navicent in Macon, Ga. Otis was 59 years old. Please keep our family in your prayers at this time and please respect our privacy as we consume this huge loss. Arrangements will be announced at a later date.”