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The mad lads
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Nblutter uiioppo. ijjioioio vtuf. belo beeelllo hello ah hello!
Sure don't you know I am just trying to get this keyboard thing
sorted out. It's myself. Seamus. I was just listening to Mary Mac,
from over the far side of Ballynalough, and sure wasn't she saying to
the Father how
it would be great to go on holiday and how she could wear that
skimpy swimsuit he gave her. Ah now sure wouldn't it be great
altogether! I've been thinking that I could do with a holiday now.
I am just not cut out for these high stress lifestyles.
The amount of straining I have to do every day just to hear
these people on the far side of the room is doing me no good,
pure and simple. Although you know some of the things Mrs. Murphy
gets up to would stand your hair on ends or at least the things Tommy
down the pub said Pat had overheard Maureen telling Mr. Delaney on the phone, but well sure its the same thing in the end. Straight from the horse's mouth. Pure and Simple. So I was thinking maybe I'd go to Ballynahon for a few days of a break or
maybe somewhere exotic like Ballymacaw although now Ballymacaw is a little big for the likes of me. I don't know if I would like that too much now at all. It's far too stressful and sure isn't the amount of traffic there just criminal. Pure and Simple.
And sure aren't they all driven half mad over there. Now not as mad as the lads over in Ballynahon but sure it isn't the same thing now at all is it. The mad lads in Ballynahon wouldn't harm a soul provided you stay well enough away from them and don't
look them in the eye. No point trying to enrage the lads at all now is there. Sure they are as gentle as you can get for mad lads. I wouldn't say a word against them. Although that Jim the Mad Lad from Ballynahon is said to have been talking to Mary from
the far side of the Ballynalough and sure didn't he say to her that it is us in Ballynahubereenalough that are the mad lads. Or at least that is what Tom from Ballynahinch was supposed to have said he overheard Tom from Ballynahinch saying to Mary down the pub
although you couldn't trust that lad as far as you would throw him and that's not very far at all now as the lads been tucking into those spuds for far too long for to be trying that sort of carry on now.
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