Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Like Urinating into a Countervailing Wind.

BATTLE OF THE FINGLAS HORSES.
Gilbert Gilhooley,here,yours truly,the biggest and best gangster in Ireland.

you know all those millions of people it seems who waffle on every day about how we all need to reduce
our carbon arseprint,could they simply not refrain from breaking wind for a few months and shut the fuck up?
ah,me head is hoppin' off me,i have a hangover from too many koppaberg swedish ciders and a few pints it feels of gin and tonics last night in clancys bar in bray,
so i'm
not in the best of moods,right?.

listen,i told you i like a bet now and again but the horses i put the few bob on the last time
in paddy powers were worthless nags,they all finished nowhere,i hope they finish up as glue and soon.
speaking of nags,modney bojangles and fatso kelly had their polo match last sunday in
finglas,it ended in a fight and a riot but fatso kelly won.
listen boss,modney whinged to me up there in finglas,fatso is cheating,he has professional jockeys
and cian o'connor on his polo team.
cian o'connor?
he's the lad won a gold medal at the sydney olympic horsejumping event all those years ago,
his horse smoked a few joints before his round to calm himself down,you know,give him an advantage over the other
nags over the fences.i suppose nags get excited and make unforced errors when they're "jumpy" if you get my drift?
fatso had jockeys johnny murtagh,kieran fallon,lester piggot or maybe it was tracey piggot,i'm not sure.

it's a wonder fatso didnt produce arkle and shergar,modney bojangles,complained to me at half time during the polo match.

modney bojangles just couldnt take defeat and lost the head after the 19-1 drubbing,he clocked fatso,knocked him out,i had to send him to spain for
a fortnight,because fatso would have killed him when he woke and got out of beaumount hospital.

i gave fatso the patek philippe platinum watch,value,89 grand and he's my new capo and that means a good lot more shillings
in the pocket for him from now on.
i said to fatso at visiting time by way of sympathy,life is like urinating into a countervailing wind at times,sure we all just have to get
on with it.
next time i'll tell you about my golf club,i wont give away the name but it begins and ends with a k.
so until next time,piss off,me fucking head is throbbing.