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Wednesday, March 22, 2006

I'm as Fookin' Irish as They Get!

You're 85% Irish


Congratulations, you're a shining example of an Irish lass.
There's hardly anyone more Irish than you!

(results from an internet poll)




Weyhey! Its official. I'm a Shining Example and I've got the Rudolph Reindeer nose to prove it! What can I say. I'm a polished drinker! I didnt score 100% cos I didnt know what gaelic football was (an Irish euphemism for taking part in group orgies?) and I didnt tick the box saying "not sure I believe in God but I believe in the infallibility of the Pope". Oh thats such bloody Irish logic for you isnt it? Well, fook! If Gawd became ay mun, then ay mun sure as fook can becum ay gawd, doont ya tink? I LOVE BEING 85% Irish (according to above test which is giving my 50% Maltese genes a good floundering!). I'm at risk of soon becoming 100% Irish which really wont leave the Maltese locals too alarmed - they wont notice the difference cos the bloody Maltese are SO Irish themselves! I've always maintained they're two peas from the same space pod. I swear they're two tribes descended from Cain (or whichever son it was that introduced the idea of human culling). Before I give the link to where I got this exciting test, here's some of the questions I had to answer:
You started preparing for St. Patricks Day in February (waaaa? not quite!-I started preparing from April 2005!)
You think Guinness should be in its own food group (not only that; it should be marketed as recommended baby food-c'mon if Mummies are advised to drink Guinness, you cant be depriving dark-brew addict babbies after they're launched from the mothership)
You swear well (fookin hayl too roight! wanna see may credenshuls?)
You think you sing very well (indeed, and I can actually sing in several languages after the 3rd round;after the 5th round my memory-bank reserves kick in and I can sing the entire Book Of Genesis...backwards)
You're oddly poetic after a few beers (see above)
The further from Ireland you get, the more Irish you get (weeelll no shit Sherlock! I was 50% Irish at birth; since my roamin' in the gloamin' around the world in my amphibious sofa, I am now several decades later officially 85% Irish! I've done my bit for Ireland in many an ex-British colonial outpost pub, by shutting the place down)
There wasn't a huge difference between your last wake and your last keg party (well frankly, why should there be a difference? We wake up from one feeling like death...We probably will feel the same with the other!)
Ok so i got this Irish test from Killired, a blog of truly gripping brainless entertainment (spent hours there taking tests to discover who I really am...me and my multiple personalities have decided..the jury is still out).
IRISH PROVERB:
When we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven! .


(...beats anything I read in the bloody fookin' Bible!)

Comments:
having a break from the blog? i hope we havent lost your blogging forever.
 
Interesting post,Nice Blog..:)
 
hey Van - thanks for noticing-I went to go buy a packet of cigarettes and..well, in between summer arrived and I'm busy trying to get summer feeling onto my canvases-Ayrab! and pirate too...I will in due course come to check YOUR body..I mean booty! heh heh. thanks for visiting
 
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I'm as Fookin' Irish as They Get!

You're 85% Irish


Congratulations, you're a shining example of an Irish lass.
There's hardly anyone more Irish than you!

(results from an internet poll)




Weyhey! Its official. I'm a Shining Example and I've got the Rudolph Reindeer nose to prove it! What can I say. I'm a polished drinker! I didnt score 100% cos I didnt know what gaelic football was (an Irish euphemism for taking part in group orgies?) and I didnt tick the box saying "not sure I believe in God but I believe in the infallibility of the Pope". Oh thats such bloody Irish logic for you isnt it? Well, fook! If Gawd became ay mun, then ay mun sure as fook can becum ay gawd, doont ya tink? I LOVE BEING 85% Irish (according to above test which is giving my 50% Maltese genes a good floundering!). I'm at risk of soon becoming 100% Irish which really wont leave the Maltese locals too alarmed - they wont notice the difference cos the bloody Maltese are SO Irish themselves! I've always maintained they're two peas from the same space pod. I swear they're two tribes descended from Cain (or whichever son it was that introduced the idea of human culling). Before I give the link to where I got this exciting test, here's some of the questions I had to answer:
You started preparing for St. Patricks Day in February (waaaa? not quite!-I started preparing from April 2005!)
You think Guinness should be in its own food group (not only that; it should be marketed as recommended baby food-c'mon if Mummies are advised to drink Guinness, you cant be depriving dark-brew addict babbies after they're launched from the mothership)
You swear well (fookin hayl too roight! wanna see may credenshuls?)
You think you sing very well (indeed, and I can actually sing in several languages after the 3rd round;after the 5th round my memory-bank reserves kick in and I can sing the entire Book Of Genesis...backwards)
You're oddly poetic after a few beers (see above)
The further from Ireland you get, the more Irish you get (weeelll no shit Sherlock! I was 50% Irish at birth; since my roamin' in the gloamin' around the world in my amphibious sofa, I am now several decades later officially 85% Irish! I've done my bit for Ireland in many an ex-British colonial outpost pub, by shutting the place down)
There wasn't a huge difference between your last wake and your last keg party (well frankly, why should there be a difference? We wake up from one feeling like death...We probably will feel the same with the other!)
Ok so i got this Irish test from Killired, a blog of truly gripping brainless entertainment (spent hours there taking tests to discover who I really am...me and my multiple personalities have decided..the jury is still out).
IRISH PROVERB:
When we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven! .


(...beats anything I read in the bloody fookin' Bible!)

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