Brian Cowan - Taoiseach (Irish prime minister) resigns

[Ladymuck]

Ah, you know Mr. Lush well, I see...

[Jah Lush]

Where'd you get that picture of me from?

[Ladymuck]

heh heh, gotcha at last Lushy:))

[Ladymuck]

Narnia Wrote:

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> Except as

> expats we are not allowed in our own country's

> elections. Bloody disgrace.

Shouldn't have deserted then!

[Narnia]

We came here to educate our neighbours Frenchie.

[Ladymuck]

But you are still here. What exactly are you trying to say about your "neighbours'" learning abilities?

And I'm a Londoner (a Womble to be precise) - don't see me deserting though. Turncoat!

[Narnia]

Ah, is it only when you are being pseudo sophisticated that you claim to be French? I didn't desert, I was on a mission. It's obviously far from completed.

[Ladymuck]

I can assure you that there is nothing pseudo about my level of sophistication. Do you not know who I am? Indeed, never have I encountered such impertinence: and from a lowly turncoat to boot!

Really!

[Ladymuck]

PS: sort out your own bleeding insurance claim!

PMSL

[Narnia]

Like you were going to help. Croak!

[Ladymuck]

Don't come crying to this forum when you want help with your personal injuries claim!

[Narnia]

Kermit

[Ladymuck]

leipreach?n

[Narnia]

Hopping mad.

[Ladymuck]

That's because you are a shoe-maker (of only one shoe)...ha ha ha ha ha

[Narnia]

Keep this up and it's your personal injuries claim you'll need to worry about. Em.....how do you cook frogs legs?

[Ladymuck]

The same way one cooks Leprechaun's legs!

"The queer little Lepracaun;

Offer'd the box with a whimsical grace,-

Pouf! he flung the dust in my face,

And, while I sneezed,

Was gone!"

(Yeats, 1888)

SO GO!

[Narnia]

This will make you realise how little you know!

[Ladymuck]

Call that poetry? Pfffft....

I am a small green man of old age,

Intoxicated to the right stage.

Never getting so drunk,

That I smell like a skunk,

Or end up on the papers front page.

I have two leather pouches I carry,

With coins that will make you contrary.

The silver coin returns,

As most everyone learns

The gold turns to leaves, light and airy.

Oh Mortals, do you think me a fool?

As for my crock of gold, you do drool.

I did bury it so good,

It could be where you stood,

Cause I think your as blind as a mule..

If you catch me, I will guarantee,

A great wealth if allowed to go free.

But you better take care,

I can vanish in air,

And that will be the last you see me.

[Ladymuck]

Now piss off...

:))

[Mick Mac]

oh my lord.....

[Ladymuck]

Ahem...yes sorry about all of that Mick Mac...but he (the only Leprechaun in the world who simply will not disappear) started it!

It's all in good fun though (I hope).

Now back to the Irish Prime Minister LOL...

[karter]

you two MOFO'S, stop it.:))

[Ladymuck]

Masters of Flying Objects?:-S

[karter]

Yep that's it, anything to stop you children misbehaving.:))