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Him Jogan
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Male, 27,
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- from Tulla
- Profile views: 2,691
- Member since: March 2006
- Last active: 5/9/12
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- Tagline
- I'm a drummer in a band
- Me, Myself, and I
- If you were looking for someone normal; sorry to disappoint.
Yes, I have a job; and I know, I am "fierce lucky to have it"
They are currently trying the 'treat em mean keep em keen' tactic on me however within the last week i have been afforded the luxury of a desk.
dance like nobody is watching or like you are so drunk that you can't see.
how are the things? im (was) a student(and a good 1 too!), im lazy and enjoy a good scratch now and then. im a junior hurler although i possess great skill, strength, speed and an undying will to win. i enjoy going junior training and being told i am "fucking useless" by the manager. it gives me great self confidence, the self confidence i need to really fuck it up on the big day against some other shit team.
i am a drummer in a band and hope to make it big some day although we have played to crowds of about 30,000 already. we are currently bigger than U2 with 32 members
- Music
- Tulla Pipe Band. Favourite Piper: John Greene (the green piper). i'm in the process of seeing how mgmt kids would sound on the pipes...probably like a dying ram but u never know, it could top the remix charts. i'm now a serious creedence clearwater revival fan, you think you dont know them but you do. i like funny songs and piss take songs but for some reason i hate stand up comedians singing. Top Secret Drum Corps (flashbox...class). i also listen to normal stuff like bob dylan, the chilis and the likes but i have a particular distaste for that 'niggaz in da hood' hip hop rnb shit.
- Films
- The Shawshank Redemption is an absolute belter, Borat cultural learnings of America for make benefit glorious nation Kazakstan, Anchorman, Zoolander, all the Saws are a piece of cinematic nobleness, the pesidon adventure (gene hackman plays a priest in it), The Field ("if u think im going to face my mother in Heaven or in hell without that field, then u have another thing coming to u, (takes his hat off) No collar, uniform or weapon will protect the man who stands in my way"). DONT WATCH...Miami Vice - fair melodion. the snapper (did ya hear; sharon curly is up the pole...the stupid bitch)(ah thats only your cervix dialating, could happen the bishop)
- Sports 1
- hurling-junior sub, best craic ever, u hope every1 on the team plays well except the fella that plays in ur position. you hope the manager was watching you pucking round at half time. you are a spectacular hurler with the ball in your hand. the solution to all problems is to take off the corner forward. all you have to say to a girl is that you are a sub on the tulla juniors and you're in. you dont go trainin because it looks like rain. your managers way of gettin you psyched is tellin ye ye are useless but the other team is as bad if not worse. he also say his five year old daughter would do better than ye but she obviously wouldn't. if you take a shot on the goalie inside the 21 at training you get a bollocking and if you take a shot outside the 21 in a match you get a bollocking and you are taken off. All sidelines trickle 5 yards. a senior manager is judged by how much success he has, a junior manager is judged on how much craic he is.
- Sports 2
- the older fellas haven't bought new boots since 1994 because they have said every year since that this year was their last, the only reason they are still playin is because they held a grudge against anothr fella since a minor match in 1986 and he is waiting to get him back since. his hurley also sports a very narrow bas, minimum 3 hoops, tape across the middle and the badly decomposed remains of a grip. he was always of the opinion that helmets were for pussys but his wife now makes him wear 1. invariably has a knee support on one leg or both. he has only 1 jersey for training. wears old style shorts (often backwards) even though he got the new ones free off the club. things were always better in his day. will keep playing until his age is double that of the last subs jersey. tough as a bag of nails. loves a hard days work and then going training covered in cowshit or mortar. always late. NOT a fan of gays. loves a high ball. hates a fast low ball.
- Happiest When
- eatin shteak and shpuds with extra 'h'.
- Favourite Phrases
- I'd eat a shit sandwich...and i dont even like bread. keep the high balls low, sackwax, tis better than a shlap of a dead cat. pull when tis comin, pull when tis there and pull when tis gone. cilit bang wouldnt shift her. Vote Fianna Fáil or Dont vote at all. Theres no money in stone. tell yo mama get off the beach and let the tide in. LOVE IT! LOVE IT! lOVE IT! I hope the weather improves but u might as well be writin to santa for it. Men have two emotions; Hungry and Horny, If you see him without an erection make him a sandwich. she has a face like a melted wellie. drink up-theres sober people in africa. i complained i had no shoes til i met a man who had no feet.
- Dislikes
- ug boots-what the fuck is wrong with u? small talk. boring people. fuck off and get a life fr stone...no im fine. making small talk with boring people...major difficult, and boring. I fucking HATE cheese. fat deli assistants with rough blaa accents who put two anda half tonnes of mayonaise in your sambo when you stress the phrase "a tiny scrape" and then put tiny bits of cheese in by accident because it got knocked into the mayo or the lettuce. the word "random", it just bugs me. smelly bastards. when your socks are turned inside out and you dont realise until you have them on. football celebrations & divers. jersey pullers, you dont see half the fellas in town goin after the top scorer on the camogie team. chix with stix. female sportsmen. old hurlers who wont just fuck off and give up. bad and phonetic spelling. people who say WHAAAAA? and then answer your question, or when people say 'ya, no' before answering a question when the ya and the no have no relvence to the actual question
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I'm My Own Grandpa
Oh, many, many years ago
When I was twenty-three
I was married to a widow
Who was pretty as can be
This widow had a grown-up daughter
Who had hair of red
My father fell in love with her
And soon the two were wed
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life
For my daughter was my mother
'Cause she was my father's wife
To complicate the matter
Though it really brought me joy
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy
This little baby then became
A brother-in-law to Dad
And so became my uncle
Though it made me very sad
For if he was my uncle
Then that also made him brother
Of the widow's grown-up daughter
WHo of course is my step-mother
My father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run
And he became my grandchild
For he was my daughter's son
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue
Because although she is my wife
She's my grandmother too
Now if my wife is my grandmother
Then I'm her grandchild
And every time I think of it
It nearly drives me wild
For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my grandma
I am my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa0 Comments 216 weeks
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Pick it up Boy!! By Mossy Hennebry
Had a few bottles
Heard a few tunes
Half three in the morning falling out of Muldunes
You knows yourself boy was the usual craic
Bottle of bulmers for meself and a ritz for the lac
I was fierce hungry though
it was time to get set
to hit abrakebabra for a chicken baguette
So when i goes wit wally wittle and tommy power
I meets this bloke on 6.35 an hour
He talked kinda strange and as the fella said
He wasnt exactly waterford and his name was Des
Yourman was shouting the odds like he was Doctor Dre
Telling Tommy and meself to pick up our tray
Pick it up boy
Pick it up boy (what are you talking about boy)
Pick it up boy
Pick it up boy (well boy)
Pick it up boy (well boy)
Pick your tray off the table pick it up boy
He was using big words like he was kinda famous
Saying Mossy your acting loke an ignoramous
acting the maget mossy just hanging around
Dropping donner kebabs all over the ground
I said that what happens when your on the rip
So give us a curry fries and forget the tip
He said I cant do that Mossy and you should know
I said Des come here boy (DO YOU WANT YOUR GO!!!)
Pick it up boy (if your able)
Pick your tray up off of the table
Pick it boy and give it welly
Cos this whole thing is going on the telly
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Lament for Dr Tommy Daly (The Wind'swept Hill of Tulla)
by Bryan MacMahon (1909-1998; Kerry)
On the wind'swept Hill of Tulla,
Where the Claremen place their dead,
Four solemn yews stand sentinel
Above a hurler's head,
And from the broken north lands
From Burren bleak and bare,
The dirge of Thomas Daly
Goes surging on through Clare.
No more shall limewhite goalposts
Soar tapering and tall
Above the greatest goalman
That ever clutched a ball.
Nor yet he'll rouse the echoes
Of ash in native air,
Nor heed the throbbing thousands
Tense with pride of Clare.
But wherever Clare does battle
And whoever guards the goal,
Whene'er the citadel is saved
The proud, the noble soul
Of sterling Thomas Daly
They shall recall and say
"God rest you Thomas Daly
On your wind'swept hill to-day".
To think that never once again
He'll don with lightsome air
The claret-gold of Tulla
Nor the blue and gold of Clare.
-Perhaps they'll pray when feasts are high
And healed the wounds of fight,
"God rest you Thomas Daly
On your wind'swept hill to-night".
The years shall silver temples
Of hurlers young and free
Till blows the long, long whistle
Of the eternal referee,
Then up the hillside lonely
They're borne with funeral tread,
To the wind'swept Hill of Tulla
Where the Claremen place their dead.
Beyond this place of toil and tears
Beyond this plain of woe,
There is a Bourne in Paradise
Where all the hurlers go,
And there in prime they're goaling
And race across the sod
And thrill our dead forefathers
On the level lawns of God.
On the wind'swept Hill of Tulla
Within whose breast so deep
With dreams of Resurrection Morn
A thousand hurlers sleep,
And with them Thomas Daly
Four yews above his head
On the wind'swept Hill of Tulla
Where the Claremen place their dead.
Dr. Tommy Daly was born in 1894 and resided at the square in Tulla. He died tragically on Monday the 21st September 1936. He played in eight All-Ireland finals, wining five (four senior(Dublin) and one junior). He won his first All-Ireland medal in goal for Clare in 1914 in the Junior final.
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heyyy whats up Gyalugpas. He was born in the year 1355 A.D. in A
jesus you write long ass messages. You seen to be getting around while im gone. Glad to hear vaughans is going good. Thought it would be affected by the recession like everywherek else. Give my regards to all will talk to ya later on.
wel jim bob how things back in tulla. What you killing your self at verd days. How are tings in vaughans without me. You tell me the truth i know they prob will never be the same. Ha ha. Any more crack. What your plan for the weekend
Yeah but that's why I like it!! How are u keepin anyway? any news with ya?
a pile of your butties crashed my house the other night, can you guess who they were there can be between 15 and 30 of them but only 15 at anyone time . they cnat pronounce clare properly its more like ' clayo' and they have their own poster.........any clue atal atal??
Hi Him, any craic with ya? How's work goin? It's a little shiney blue 07 micra! It better take it anyway!! haha! Ah sure have some love...it's friday after all!!!
totally agree him, also fruit gums should come in packets of green only!CERT
where the feck do you find that shit, cos god knows you dont think of that stuff yourself, if you do though, im very very jelaous. you could make money, you could be like ross ocarroll kellys farmer slighty balding 3rd cousin with a comedic limp , with 2 different coloured wellies! FOR SERIOUS
hey bob... it definitly suits ya betr!!
Hello there Mr Hogan! Long time no chat! Any craic with ya at all?! Don't think i've seen ya since Clonlara! Are u moving to Limerick so or ya just headin down on a day trip?!! Ah i'm not too bad. Still tippin away in work in Waterford! Gets boring enough at the best of times too! Countin down to the holidays tho! How's the job goin fo ya? Have some love to brighten up ur day!!!
wel we are goin dwn 4 da galway match! so we sed we wu go 4 a change of scenery!
jim how are u!! wu u believe il b makin an appearance in ennis sat ni if ur around we must meet 4 a drink!
So busy u'd b scared!
Hey
Amanda & I are having a double 21st in Minogues Bar, Tulla on Sat d 27th of June.Music is by Naked Bear!Wud luv if u can make it up
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Heya im havn my 21st in minogues tulla on d 27th june. music by naked bear. hope to c u der
ya alright saturday so, ill book the castle now! do you like my flash box??
ah ha!! i met ya last wkend in the queens too didnt i? and i have lenny to confirm it! and a certain other young lady i see ya got friendly with..........
ha jim whats the crack?? good to hear you working hard during the day ha!! i wish i could get away the same!!all is good in fairy land i dont get to visit there much these days im snapped back out of it fairly lively with work and cracky customers oh well!!shur whats the crack with you?hows life with the men iin tulla?going anywhere nice this summer?
i met you like 2 weeks ago didnt i in the cloister??