The Saga of Irish Rover And The Crew(censorshoipped edition)

[IrishRover]

makes sense, toild ye so, MacCurrency's already settoin' up the foire,
when oi thoink of oit better, hes been doin' that ever soince the begoinnoin' of the woirld

[IrishRover]

bad luck foir me toiday but oit coiuld have been much woirse.. broiken glass fell oin me left hand,
oi ended up woith cuts oin me 4th & 5th foinger, twas' lookoin' pretty blooidy but praoise the loird
tois' noit so boig parts noir crucoial foir me guoitar playoin', so wrapped up shoiuld all heal well;
.. anyway, oi have a day oir two break froim toime to toime, so all's gooid coimparoin' to what
coiuld have been;

[Irishbookish]

bad luck foir me toiday but oit coiuld have been much woirse.. broiken glass fell oin me left hand,
oi ended up woith cuts oin me 4th & 5th foinger, twas' lookoin' pretty blooidy but praoise the loird
tois' noit so boig parts noir crucoial foir me guoitar playoin', so wrapped up shoiuld all heal well;
.. anyway, oi have a day oir two break froim toime to toime, so all's gooid coimparoin' to what
coiuld have been;

Oh poor boy. Though I could think of better ways to have asked for a day off.

[jennylois]

Severin, take your whippings of slavery with good grace for soon you will taste freedom. My very best wishes for you tomorrow.

[IrishRover]

tois' the case bookoish, but at the end of each day.. oi need a loife oiff.. oiff thois pagan 3rd woirld;
woiunds never heal well oin captoivoity;

thanks jenny me froiend
well, moisery, yeah, slavery starts.. was there toiday, been toild to appear oin Moinday at goiven toime,
when all shoiuld coime, to be assoigned what to slavage.. cheap slavery woith oither people's moisery,
thats hoiw Johnny Rotten woiuld descroibe oit;

"wakoin' oin the moirnoin' early, oi woish to Goid oi was woith ye noiw.."

[IrishRover]

KOITTY, by OIroishly yers..
http://www.4shared.com/file/62948516/e1 ... KITTY.html

[Irishbookish]

Definitely an improvement in the strumming. Keep practicing. I couldn't hear the words of the song very clearly though.

[IrishRover]

slaointe bookoish me froiend, oi woill

[Jon]

bad luck foir me toiday but oit coiuld have been much woirse.. broiken glass fell oin me left hand,
oi ended up woith cuts oin me 4th & 5th foinger, twas' lookoin' pretty blooidy but praoise the loird
tois' noit so boig parts noir crucoial foir me guoitar playoin', so wrapped up shoiuld all heal well;

That's not exactly what Brian Adams had in mind with the line, "Played it 'till my fingers bled".

Look after yer hands Irish, you can't play guitar without them

[IrishRover]

well saoid Jon, oindeed so, em' foingers coime precoius when playoin' the guoitar,
even oif the cuts are small oir noit doirectly oin the playoin' foingers, oit can
poitentoially doistrurb the playoin'.. oi'll have to pay moire attention to keep
em' oiutta harm's way oin the future

[CraigBatty]

That's not exactly what Brian Adams had in mind with the line, "Played it 'till my fingers bled".

Look after yer hands Irish, you can't play guitar without them

First time I think I've EVER heard 'Summer of '69' quoted. In ANY context. Well put, Sir, well put.

Yeah, what HE said, Ro(i)ver. Heal well and fast, bud.

[IrishRover]

slaointe Fointan of the seven seas, many thanks me froiend
tois' pretty much healed all by noiw, oi was lucky at the end of the day woith earnoin' small cuts;
em' point glasses doin't loike me, and seems oi doin't loike em' eoither, empty breakable bastards

[CraigBatty]

...em' point glasses doin't loike me, and seems oi doin't loike em' eoither, empty breakable bastards

The trick, my inscrutable and oftimes indeciph'rable Balkan buddy, is to NOT attempt to balance them on yer nose after consuming more of them than is good for one, no?

[IrishRover]

oi try noit to
and oi've seroiusly cut doiwn me droinkoin' oin recent toimes,
oine OIroishRover aoin't feeloin' coimfoirtable droinkoin' oin the
wardenly oiffoice.. tois' becoimoin' oiverhazardoius and the warden
doiesn't have too much soimphatoies foir me case;
have 9 moire moinths of jaoiltoime befoire oi foinally say sayoinara
to 3rd woirld pagans, poiseurs, rednecks & wardens; when oi coime
hoime.. oi'll fuel up me spoiroits oin the free woirld !

back to em' breakable glasses.. Chroist, oi mean.. oi remember
(soirt of remember), after me foirst goig oin thois 3rd woirld..
& Caster's goin wasted, oi was tryoin' to put a point glass oin a
poicket of me jeans; doin't try thois at hoime ! Goid knoiws hoiw
oi ended up oin me cell oin the moirnoin', thoink there were soime
broiken glass remaoinoings falloin' oiut of me jeans oin the moirnoin';
can't really recall but oi proibably had soime foinger cuts earned then..
thois toime, oi was soiber but the glass just fell oiff the damn froidge..

PS. as oiur froiend Noel woisely saoid, noit everythoing boirn oin
the stables ois a hoirse, so no.. theres noithoin' serb, balkanoian
oin thois Paddy, oinly chaoins, stoill; just a remoinder Fointan
me froiend, foir thoise who doin't knoiw me case

[DzM]

Speaking of your Warden's Office - I don't think you've told us what your assigned job is for the next nine months. You had speculated long ago about washing bodies, or digging ditches, etc. What have they actually assigned you to do?