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Anuas ’s aníos ’s arís ’s arís ’s arís.
Anuas ’s aníos ’s arís ’s arís ’s arís.
“He’s not black and he’s not white – he’s Puerto Rican,” a dúirt Ali.
– That’s the Queen’s shilling for you now, arsa Dai.
Ní Sophie’s Choice atá air, ach rud éigin mar sin – Sophie’s Angel, an ea?
Qui s’excuse s’accuse.
Brennan’s, Nutty Doorsteps, McCambridge’s.
S. Clarke agus J. S. Donnelly Jnr (eag.)
– Yeah, I s’pose ... Bewley’s.
She’s in Brooklyn, she’s nominated”.
It’s not BOLD – it’s O-L-D” a dúirt duine amháin ar Twitter.
‘Imagine’ – that’s what’s written on the John Lennon Memorial in Central Park.
“If it’s a tap you want try Corbett’s next door,” arsa an buachaill.
“It’s the drums, Joe,” a deir sé, “that’s driving them crazy.
It’s not from me, that’s what they told me to give you.
That’s good, that’s good.
“I’m watching what’s going on and it’s getting scary.
And Seán’s the only guy I’ve ever had that’s never been knocked down.
Mary’s Street agus Gray’s Close.
‘Tá’s agam, tá’s agam,’ arsa Aoife leis ansin.
“S-S-Seo dhuit.
Fear chomh geanúil sin a’s chomh fírinneach a’s chomh muinteartha ní fhaca mé riamh.
‘There’s no life belt, there’s no life belt,’ a scread Peter.
“Let’s be clear on what’s going on here.
Chuireas spéis in ainmneacha na siopaí, Pilgrim's Cafe, Brown Paper Envelop agus Grumpy Jack's.
of Ussher’s, containing these communications of White’s, was lately sold by Mr.
Tá bunsonraí a bheatha in Who’s who, what’s what and where in Ireland.
Labhair sé le ‘S.Ó D.’ in ‘An Mhuintir s’againne’ (Scéala Éireann 9 Samhain 1957).
Féach Father Browne’s Ireland (1989) agus Father Browne’s Dublin (1993).
Black Emperor, Mogwai) agus fuaimeanna aite eile nach iad (Let’s Eat Grandma, Low, Rachel’s).
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there …
S’licklee dy vel yn earroo ny s’yrjey.
It’s a cow’s life!
“Tá an carr s’agamsa níos cóngaraí dúinn ná an carr s’agatsa.
Millions of Euros pumped into NGO’s and Hotels and this is what’s in offer.
He’s not royalty, he’s someone GB viewers need to know about, especially right now.
Bhí bainis toigh s’againne Deireadh Fómhair s’ chuaigh thart.
Foilsíodh Tyranny’s Ally: *America’s Failure to Defeat Saddam i 1999*.
Julie: He's fine but he's very busy as well.
Bairbre: Because I think it’s Liam’s baby.
Go dtí sin, ba in áiteanna ar nós Clery’s nó McBirney’s a dhíoltaí ceirníní.
'S e goEvents a tha a' stiùireadh Nòs Ùr.
Tá doirse ’s fuinneoga ’s eile ann.” Rinne mo dhuine leathgháirí liom ó thaobh a bhéil.
There’s only one award at #GFF and it’s decided by YOU, the people.
Páistí s'agamsa agus páistí s'agatsa.
Is mé a bhí iontu ar son an taighde seo agus chuir mé suntas ina gcuid teideal, ceann ar cheann: McGinty's Goat, The Old Triangle, The Benny Burp, The Pig and Bristle, the Durty Crubeen, The Cailleach Bare, The Gur Cake, The Furry Glen, The Dung and Dusted, The Tight Tout, The Tap of the Morning, The Brendan Smyth, The Paddy File, The Bog and Trotter, The Limerick Slake, The Fags' End, The Drunken Donut, The Drop of the Craytur, The Paddy Whack, The Quare Hawk, The Lad and Langer (do mhuintir Chorcaí), The Well and Fluthered, Juno and the Paycheque, The Kitsch Inn, The Wetted Whistle, The Mighty Craic, The Stirabout, The Wisha Rue, The Liffey Water, The Drownded Shamrock, The Wee Jocund Doris, The Casuistical Jesuit, The Blarney Stone, The Other Blarney Stone, The Crusty Brother, Another Round, The Tippler's Throttle, The Smoke and Cough Inn, The Tive Yark, The Gravy Rain, The Phoenix Phlegm, The Knock'nGo, The Downing Hatch, The Pooka's Purse, The Roistering Brady, The Snoggin Snug, The Pet Rabbite, The Law Amawruck, The Perky Warbeck, The Healing Ray, The Belted Herons, The Michael McGhoul's, The Knacker's Yard, Betty Nolan's, The Rosy Tremors, Good Mornin' Sur, The Thirst Confession, The Great Foam Inn, The Clive Slushfund, Drinktiludhrop, The Euro Paean, The Biblious Belt, The Boiling Bowsies (do mhuintir na Mí), Faherty's Shades of Green, The Dingle Berry, Sue na Whorenun, The Nappy Tender, The Brown Envelope, ...
Níl sa chogaíocht ach “rich c*n*s telling dumb c*n*s to kill poor c*n*s,” a deir an dochtúir Eamon go léirsteanach.
Tá rud éigin scríte orthu – S-w-i-s-s – ach ‘diabhal air níl an fhoghlaim orm.
Ní féidir leo smál gach áibhéil ó 2011 a ghlanadh, mar shampla, fógra bladhmannach Éamonn Gilmore: “It’s Labour’s way or Frankfurt’s way’.
‘It’s not like it’s an obscure townland – it’s just the word bóthar,’ arsa mise.
“It’s okay, Hector,” a dúirt Seán leis, “it’s nobody’s fault.”