Robbery No.2
For our non-tuetonic friends that didn’t read Marianne’s post we got robbed again on Monday. Ironically, on our way to report that last robbery some dirty fecker nabbed my rucksack while we tucked into a tasty Lasagne. In the rucksack was our passports (cos the police needed ID to report the first robbery) so we now have the whole hastle of getting new passports. Who said life with me isn’t interesting? Poor Marianne, I do kind of feel this is my special gift from above.
And before anyone says it the thieve’s here are real pro’s and the bag was between my feet and I didn’t even notice it.
November 29th, 2006 at 1:01 pm
Fecking hell! I hear Alainis Morrisette is on the blower to Ciaran as we speak. And by ‘gift from above’, I do believe you mean that the Black Arm has struck. Comiserations, my friend, that robber is indeed the son of a thousand fathers, all of them bastards like him.
November 29th, 2006 at 2:15 pm
Chased by crims, held up at spoonpoint, pickpocketed, food poisoned and subjected to other various horrors. All part of life’s great tapestry. Isn’t that what they say?
Anyway, i am truly jealous of your jungle exploration.
Passport loss, certain amount of inevitability about it, huh?
Next thing to go are the glasses Ciaran. I’m starting a book with Paddy Power. So, thinking ahead, Da wants your postal address. He’s going to forward you a spare pair.
x
November 29th, 2006 at 6:05 pm
I’ll take 10/1 on Ciaran’s glossy mane being stolen, resulting in him losing his powers.
November 29th, 2006 at 6:31 pm
Yes ElGuapo, also if he loses those glasses, he turns simple.
November 30th, 2006 at 1:16 am
fuckin dickhead
November 30th, 2006 at 3:22 pm
alright ciaran! only found this site the other day!
sounds like some wild adventures,
the black arm will follow you from Dunclug to S.America!
maybe yous should that the precation of arming yourselves
i hear guns are cheap over there!
smoke dem fools!
December 4th, 2006 at 10:42 pm
Ahhh Ciaran, I think I was George W Bush that said: “Fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can’t get fooled again”. He’s a wise man….you could learn a few things from him.
Put bells on everything, and I mean everything. That way in future you will know when things are moving under the table.
December 5th, 2006 at 6:01 pm
Or, just attach modified mousetraps with sledgehammers to everything, so when you hear “Oh dear, that hurt quite a lot. In fact, it is the worst pain I’ve ever felt” or something along those lines, you know your shits being fiddled with.
December 5th, 2006 at 7:10 pm
you’ll have to start wearing the pack on your front like somesort of crazed backpacking lesbian. Or try looking like locals? Which ever is easiest.
December 5th, 2006 at 11:36 pm
hey ihr süßen!
das kann doch echt alles nicht wahr sein!? manoman! wie in nem schlechten film!!! wie packt ihr das eigentlich? naja habt euch gegenseitig, das baut auf oder… und in return seht ihr mehr als genug was weder deutsch-, noch irland zu bieten hat!!!
wünsch euch deutlich mehr entspannung und alles beste…
tiana
ps: die idee mit den glöckchen an alles hängen hat was;)