I also salute the Black 'n' Tans............
Sunday, 16 March 2008
Old Knudsen Salutes The Black Irish
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6 comments:
Zebra legs sure has enough arse to be Urish.
Ah, that would be "Irish", as you know, Aussies don't spell too good.
It's still Sunday in the advanced part of the World. Shame on you!
And here I thought you were saluting stripey tights.
*pouts*
Black and tans and stripey tights - they are all good! Doncha worry MJ!
A song for Ireland:
OOOHHHH I love the green fields of old Irelandy and I love the smell of the street vomit, the piss in the doorways the winos on the kirb and the starchy goodness of potatoes............
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