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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Wheel of death.

I went around to our (extremely dodgy) local off-licience tonight for ciggs as we had overslept and everywhere else was shut.

This particular pub is known for being one of the biggest dives in Dublin.

After getting grabbed, poked and nearly vomited on, by the drunks inside, I finally reach the top of the queue and get my precious purchase, then I go outside to see said drunks falling into their cars and trying to drive home.

As they vanish into whatever direction they are driving, I wonder what kind of a world we are living in, there is not a single excuse for D&D.

Ridiculously, I have heard the same people (when sober, conversations overheard in local stores etc.) say things like “jees, he should be locked up forever for driving in such a state!” referring to the latest drunken driver that had hit a child and whos death been reported in the local media.
I was going to take registration plate numbers, go home and phone the local police station with them, but then I realised that stopping there at midnight would probably mean, well not nice things. And these days, I have to remember, no matter how much I dislike the thought, that my strenght and ability is not what it used to be. And with an already sprained wrist I would be placing myself at a stupid disadvantage.
Arrrgh, this will bother me all frigging night, who knows who one of those drivers killed on their way home, you’re screwed if you do and screwed if you dont. Never a truer phrase was coined!

posted by Barry at 12:52 am  


  1. Yea, perfectly intelligent people can act stupid when under the influence of alcohol. There’s too much of that going on everywhere!

    Comment by Paul — July 11, 2006 @ 1:47 pm

  2. You are so right bazzy.

    Comment by karen[you'r sister]. — July 11, 2006 @ 6:28 pm

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